In another three to five years, I will see how time has changed and you will smile so sweetly without any sadness or complaint. I think we can become a circle without consequences or origins. I am unable to imagine who you will get married to tomorrow. I'm thinking about all the happiness we had yesterday, but all of it has turned into disillusionment in the blink of an eye. I don't know what year we last contacted each other. I wonder how far apart we are? But the difference between birds and fish is that one soars in the sky and the other dives deep into the sea! In another three to five years, when I look at the beautiful flowers on a full moon night, you smile so innocently and innocently that the birds will be shocked when the flowers wither!