The two intersecting points of fate were originally like two parallel lines with no chance of intersecting, but they overlapped because of an encounter. Will God take care of them? Can the shackles of fate be broken?
Lights in the bamboo forest
Deserts visited
The country of seven colors
Constantly flowing in the wind
There is a mystery
gray swirl
Wrapped me in the fog
Invisible hands and a flower
The tenderness of someone passing by
Pain that travels through thousands of years
Just to get a result
The outline you left guides me
Not lonely in the dark night
A thousand years of sorrow
It's you waiting for me at the end
The most beautiful touch will be worth it
Wait all your life
——"Thousand Years of Love"