Time flies, and staying together on opposite sides of the world may bring happiness to you and me. In these watching years, at both ends of the world, when your eyes float from the branches and leaves, are they full of my figure? Just like when I look at you. My eyes are full of tears. I look into the distance and think about the unpredictable future. I think you must be saying goodbye to me, and there must be a reluctant parting and a loving attachment in your eyes. I think you can definitely do it if you tell me, and there must be a chance to be together again. If life were just like the first time we met, I would rather that person be you!