The story begins with a Qiankun stone
In the beginning, they had no memory
I don't understand how beautiful love is
Until the first bodhi tree grows in the Garden of Eden
We just learned to be lonely
Walking and searching between heaven and earth
In the end everyone has an ending
The butterfly's rose may still remain
Cambrian period hundreds of millions of years ago
Afraid that it will be too late in the end
to meet.
--Adapted from