When they first met, he was a playful prince and she was a young lady traveling out of town. He fell in love with her at first sight. They had not foreseen such an encounter and had not taken the trouble to do so.
When we met again, he was no longer the playful prince who waited for death, and she was no longer the carefree young lady. Everything had changed.
The spring breeze of ten miles is not as good as yours, your voice, appearance and smile are hidden deep in my heart.
Up to the blue sky and down to the yellow spring, we grow old together and rely on each other.