Su Yiran left, and Shen Xinmo looked at her departing back with longing eyes. The two lines of clear tears she shed were long and sad, echoing the bells of Gusu City.
Back then, I had no intention of looking for a beautiful city, and the falling flowers met the autumn wind. The flowers were mindful of the ruthless wind, and they met once in a lifetime;
Back then, I had no intention of remembering my love, singing the soul of flowers in the night moon, wandering in the sea of flowers with no one to rely on, and dreaming a thousand times;
At that time, I couldn't understand my fate, and idiots talked about crazy dreams. I still recall the past, remembering the beautiful city, crying with my heart, in the wind and moon.
Gusu City is a stranger, my heart is still there.