I'm waiting for a reincarnation, waiting for a spring and autumn. Waiting for the worldly time to pass by with wine, waiting for thousands of horses to gallop across the country. I danced like a past covered by the passing years, and what I played was the faded flowers and blood-stained military uniforms.
Who passed away and revealed the past with a smile on his face? Who has spent his whole life in the prime of life?
The string of lovesickness is shallow, and the world of mortals flicks in the dream. Reincarnations change, fate takes hold, but there is no time to look back at you.
Purpose: Don't lose yourself and your heart in order to love someone. Before loving others, you must first learn to love yourself.