Who can burn away the lovesickness, scatter the everlasting and unchanging vows, and lose sight of the crescent moon. Love is separated by the world, and the distance makes my heart cold. I forget the river on the other side, and my face has withered and turned yellow because of lovesickness. If the tears were not so hard and unforgettable, how could I shed the tears all over the ground.
Purpose: Life is full of partings, you should cherish the present moment