Everything is under the arrangement of God
Follow his guidance, follow his footsteps
In the funnel of space, traveling through time and space just to continue the unfinished fate
The willows in Xicheng are soft in spring, leaving me with sorrow and tears.
I still remember how passionate I was, I once returned to the boat for my relatives, and I was involved in the incident at Biye Zhuqiao
No one is seen, water flows empty
This is the red line of fate, no matter how far apart they are
Fate will still bring the two of them together
Because love has no boundaries