In the mist and smoke in the dome, you and I met, knew each other, and cherished each other. But in the midst of the conflict, I suddenly caught a glimpse of you waiting not far away. But one day we separated, and it was the end of winter in my warm sunshine. Come on, you, the moon dimly rises in the cold night, we look at each other, call each other, look at the same dark moon, even though our hearts are connected, we are charming in the sky that is soaring, I firmly believe that you will come to me.
Intention: Transformation