That night, the flashes of light and thunder frightened people;
That night, the heavy rain diluted the blood;
That night, the blood blurred the white floor;
That night, the baby's voice pierced the white sky;
That night, the sound of ancient bells in the distance was rising and falling;
That night, the white gardenias were in full bloom;
That night, the gears of destiny began to move.
When the wind stops, the rain stops, and the thunder stops;
When everything in the world suddenly grows old and falls apart...
Traveling through reincarnation, I come to meet you.
Destined by God, everything comes and goes.
Walking towards the other shore, we stand in the middle of the Manzhushahuahua, which is blooming unbridled like a pool of blood.
Tears silently flowed across the cheeks, dripping on the blood-red gardenias, dividing, dissolving, and disappearing into nothing.
Recall that moment,
meet you.
The sky and the earth have just opened, and the fallen flowers are like snow.