I am wandering around the world, just want to be pure in my life.
Looking at you in plain clothes, I beg for fate to favor me again.
Ups and downs in the world, but blocked by the secular world. Your refined and alluring beauty is the eternal cluster of flowers in my heart, blooming one after another in my heart.
When I first met you: If a person is pure, he will have the fragrance of flowers. So I fell into your arms.
How I wish you could just hold my hand and walk through endless years. Look at the rising sun in the east and the setting sun in the west. Spend the morning and evening with me.
The drums are noisy, the heavy copper bells, the euphemistic erhu, the long flute and the crisp pipa. I walked up the steps carefully step by step. I have ten meters of silky red makeup, a hundred candles, and a long lantern in my hand to sing a song. Today I will marry myself to you.
But what can resist the changes in life! If this happens one day, please let me cuddle up next to you.
This year, it snowed. In the middle of summer, the heavy snow dyed everything white. That is my frozen heart. I want to hold you like this all the time. Looking at your beautiful face that gradually blends in with the white snow, I feel that I will still be by your side!
Holding the little warmth on my left hand, I, dressed in plain white, walked persistently forward, with nowhere to call home and nowhere to return. Wherever you are, it's home. Looking back at the dim light between the branches and the other world, you are still pure and untainted by the world. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, filled with relief.
On the bank of the Forgotten River, I will sleep with you forever.