Every night, the wind chime rings in front of my window, calling my heart, can you hear it? Maybe, I can only put my desire and piety into the incense burner of prayer, and light them one by one from the darkness. In fact, I only wish, I only wish that God will never grow old! I pray that you and I can stay together forever.
The rain hates the clouds, and the lovesickness is ashes. Your melancholy and final sorrow once again shattered all my dreams. I can't see through the ten-mile long pavilion, waiting at a loss to never call back your departed figure.
Now that you have passed away, my soul is about to disperse. Life is so fragile. Can I still love or hate?
Today, I set foot on the flower bridge to get married, not to covet the wealth of the Ma family, but to escape the shackles of fate forever.