When you haven't noticed me yet,
You come into my eyes.
Feeling like old friends at first sight,
Goodbye Qingxin.
Let me search hard.
From dusk to dawn,
From the fifteenth day until the first day of the new year.
The ones you like, miss, and are reluctant to part with,
Condensed into you in the confusion of tears.
Miss you,
But nowhere to be found.
Conception: