(It was just a dream at first. After waking up from the dream, I felt lost. I don't know if I can write it down. Let's change it.)
Dreams pay for thousands of years, thousands of years pass by in a blink of an eye
Is this world worth it now?
Starry plains were once mountains and rivers
The road is long and bumpy, but I still want to walk it again
A detailed account of meeting again in a dream many years later and plucking strings
Let's raise a glass to this
Every one in all the generations
Otherwise it would be so lonely
Fortunately, that little spark
The inheritance from generation to generation has never been extinguished
Flying non-stop, in the distant mountains and vast seas
Always on
——Little Soul in "A Dream for a Thousand Years"