The cold moonlight reveals soft beauty, just like one day many years ago, when we first met, you smiled softly, and your beautiful and charming eyes were as curved as the moon in the sky. So every moonlit night since I met you, I will think of you and our meeting.
The clouds are misty, but carefree. You say that I am like the moon in your heart. Although we are so incompatible, there is something called "fate" in this world.
The moon is in the clouds!