If I had never met, I wouldn't be so emotionally disturbed
If we had never fallen in love, we wouldn't be so sweet and bitter
If we had never been separated, we wouldn't be so filled with sorrow and endless grace.
The moment I suddenly looked back, the moonlight was still pouring down the watery brilliance all over the place, as if it had not changed in thousands of years.
But it turns out that the fleeting scenery is fleeting, and the beauty in the bronze mirror is only for missing the old...