The flowers are withering and the flowers are blooming, the shadows of the pavilions and terraces are slanting. Years have passed, and the good times and beautiful scenery have been in vain.
It's a pity that fate has played a trick on her. In her youth, she talks and laughs, and her love has already been deeply rooted. The gap is insurmountable, and she will never be able to compete with the changing hands of the years.
The motherland is dead, the mountains and rivers are broken, I have been wandering for half my life, and I am alone like a dream, just because I can finally meet you again one day, and tell you personally that I have missed you deeply.
They looked at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears.