She is like wind and water, with a free and uninhibited heart, living as she pleases
But in the end, I couldn't break free of the dragnet woven by that person's tenderness...
He had no painting skills, but he had the world in mind, but suddenly he looked back
But I began to feel that even thousands of miles of mountains and rivers could not compare to that person's smile as beautiful as a flower...
Who overthrew whose country, who overthrew whose city...