I have seen it raining in the desert, I have seen the sea kissing fish, I have seen dusk chasing dawn, but I have never seen you again;
I know that beauty will fade, I know there is something in the wind, and there is luck besides destiny, I don't know where you are;
I've seen desolation turn into bustle, I've seen cities buried in dust, and I've also imagined whether the sky would reject birds, but I haven't heard of you since then;
I understand that everything in front of me is the truth, quietness is the best medicine, nothing makes me proud, but except you;
I reject the better and rounder moon, the unknown future, and the place where I once lived, but I do not reject you;
When I become desolate like a battlefield, become indifferent, become a solitary flower that has not finished blooming, I still cannot become you;
I have walked through the echoes of the sky, been exposed to the rain that greened the solitary mountains, and heard the cursed secrets, but I still haven't heard a single word from you;
I caught the scattered desires, the lingering fragrance made me nervous, I caught the illusion of the world, the only thing I didn't catch was you in the end;
I can freeze the clear springs in June, give immortal life, tolerate the hesitation of the world, but I also missed you;
I have been on an isolated island, and I know that tears are no longer effective medicine. I have forgotten the silent crying for hundreds of years, and I have not been able to forget your appearance;
I want a better and rounder moon. I want to be able to see the moon with you. I still want you.