The ringtone is faint, and the love spans the ages;
The sound of the flute is long and lingering, echoing the sympathy of thousands of years;
Encounter is fate, acquaintance is fate;
The moonlight is like water flowing, and the white clothes are like snow,
The brilliance is like waves, and the beauty is easy to grow old.
Beautiful night in early autumn,
When the moonlight flows through like water,
Wisps of beautiful ice light flow through your fingers.
Similar situation,
Tightly connected to the hearts of the two girls,
whether to forget,
The long sword that looked like blood thousands of years ago,
Whether to hold on,
Like today's pitch-black pistol,
You and I know each other,
It's an adverse fate that has lasted for thousands of years,
Don't want to let go,
Remember,
The ringtone is like ice light and resentment,
The sound of the flute is like ice leaves and blood.