Recalling your time picking red beans in the southern country, I still remember that this is the thing I miss the most.
At the beginning of the period, when I loved you, you didn't even know it. Then, when you loved me, I completely forgot.
I have been cooking soup by the Naihe Bridge for life after life, not knowing that you are searching for the lost love through hardships in the journey of reincarnation.
Do you know, that cinnabar as bright as blood is my longing for you?
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