Looking back, I thought I was promised this life;
The bright black eyes reflect the red lotuses of shame;
At night in front of the hand-held window, the sound of books is lingering and the fragrance of speech lingers.
In front of the sick bed, we don't know how to care for each other;
I insist on keeping the thick porridge in your heart.
Sunset and dawn, summer heat and winter snow, I want to stay with you.
Lantern Festival lanterns are like daylight, and people are like streams;
However, like the ripples of the annual rings, they will be pushed away from your side;
There is no way around it...
Your shadow is always with you, as if you were in another world.
He raised his hand to caress it, but it was like smoke and fog, misty and distant from his eyes, and his heart stopped twisting.
Ignorance, youth, deep love;
But I don't know
Love is like running water, the longer it stays, the more it slips away!