Never overstep, never keep your distance. I stand by your side, hidden in my heart.
Our bond from a past life cannot continue in this one. There is no need to continue it in the next.
The peach blossoms slowly withered, their blush fading petal by petal. Before they could fall to the earth, a gust of wind scattered them. How could I ever hold on to them?
I broke off a branch with no blossoms and grieved alone...
I let out a long sigh, full of regret. Do not break a bare branch and invite sorrow.
Don't wait until all the blossoms are gone to break off a branch. But now, it is already...
