The promise I made in front of the Sansheng Stone,
Thousands of years later, you and I will stick to it...
That spring water transformed into my flesh and blood,
A thousand years of waiting in exchange,
Do you still remember the past:
We held hands together and shed silent tears,
I will use my obsession in this life to bind you and me for three lifetimes...
It is the wind that trembles the love thread,
The rain still wets the dream...
Intention: