The front of the courtyard is full of flowers and trees, and the paths outside the courtyard are fragrant.
The four seasons often meet each other, and we cut the windows together on sunny days. (The author of this poem is Cheng Bi)
Everything is only remembered after a long, long time.
I almost forgot that there is someone waiting for me, I almost forgot that I loved someone, I almost forgot that loving is nothing
I almost forgot that this was a dream. No matter what I did, it would always have an illusory ending.
Meng Lang and I are destined to forget each other. He doesn't look like any boy in the books I've read, but he is my favorite look.
In the dream, I didn't know that I was a guest, and I was greedy for joy. Don't be lonely when you are alone. It is easy to say goodbye and difficult to see others.
We met by fate, but eventually separated by fate.
This love is not earth-shattering, only a combination of circumstances. There is no lifelong pairing, only a few mutual acquaintances. I said, "Meng Lang, my wish is that one day when the weather clears up, I can stay in the courtyard with you and cut the window grilles together."
Meng Lang means the person in the dream.
Ming Ke means the guest in the dream. (Pronunciation)