That year, summer was not yet cool.
I still remember that it was summer of the year and the nights were cool.
I stood under the pavilion, my hair swaying in the wind. When I first saw you, I was still a young man. That ray of sunshine poured on your face, making you very handsome. I was fascinated by you dancing the sword in the garden. At that moment, my world seemed to have a ray of sunshine.
From now on, my world is all about you.