White lily,
The cycle of life and death.
Our encounter,
It speaks of poignancy.
You said,
You want to take me to see it,
The most beautiful lily in the world,
That's your only promise to me.
You know,
When I miss you,
I will wait and see the lily,
Now, her color.
Same with your hair.
Pure white, noble and cold.
I'm waiting for you,
Xiaobai,
Waiting for you to take me to see the most beautiful lilies in the world,
wry smile,
Now, maybe you have forgotten me a long time ago.
——Xinger.
