She is the starlight in the dim night sky,
Although it is weak, it is enough to illuminate me.
But she is also a fleeting meteor, right?
Create a line in the sky above my world
The short and gorgeous curve left...
She might also be a drifting bottle,
Together with my thoughts, return to the embrace.
What is she?
She is my gentle harbor,
I want to sink all the time and don't want to wake up.
Intention: The soul ferry people, the heart has a home, and we grow together.