A thousand years ago, when the sun was setting, you stood under the red clouds in the sky and said to me: Macang Laiwei, you see, those flowers that bloom on the branches and have not withered are called unscattered flowers.
A thousand years later, the sky is still full of red clouds, and the sun is still setting. You standing in front of me are no longer the King Ye you were back then, but your smile is still as gentle as it was a thousand years ago. I watched you reach out to me and then said to me: Echizen is here, I'm here to pick you up.
Although you are no longer the King of Leaves a thousand years ago, the flowers that have not dispersed on the branches are still blooming as brightly as they were a thousand years ago. I stretch out my hand and hand it into your hands.
For a thousand years, I have finally waited, waiting for your call, my Ye Wang...
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