Lovesickness is incomprehensible, a pool of white dreams has been broken
Holding hands together, maybe we knew each other from the past life
I write with endless words and endless tears.
The flowers bloom and bloom and reincarnate again in the blink of an eye
The strings of the pipa say lovesickness, the bright moon was there at that time, and the colorful clouds once returned.
Continuing the unfinished story in "Yun Tan Dang Ge".