Like a flower, your subtle fragrance floats in a foreign land
Like a tree, my sparse shadow is slanting across my hometown
Today in a certain month of a certain year
We promised to love Xi Murong until death
If he and the sun are on separate sides
Just look at the quiet full moon on the hill
Did you watch it tonight?
Maybe you forgot
It doesn't matter
"Memory is a form of encounter"
I miss you