Your smile,
I like,
Just like the moon, it is indispensable for the sun to shine;
Your voice and song,
I love,
Just like the moon, it is indispensable to be accompanied by stars;
Your eyes and gestures,
I own,
Just like the moon, there is also the myth of beloved;
But the moon also has its yin, sunny, and waning phases,
You are no longer here,
But I live forever,
No longer owned.
How long has your memory passed?