He was on the rooftop, looking at countless stars
"Zhou Shangxu
You said your love for me is as numerous as the stars in the sky
I can't see all the stars in the sky
I can't see your love either"
The stars in the sky are turning, and the curtains on earth are hanging down.
Stars always appear, but your love never appears.
Intention: The world is as short as a spring dream, and human feelings are as thin as autumn clouds