The green tiles and walnuts in the deep alley, the girl's crimson cheeks, the pear dimples at the corners of the boy's mouth, the bonfire filled with stories, and the poems filled with moons all indicate farewell.
I thought it was a blooming flower in the mist, but now I realize that the road is far away, time is gone, and looking back, my hair suddenly turns gray.
Ji Pili as a boy had been with Jiang Zhi throughout his youth, but Ji Pili disappeared at the end of summer.
Purpose: To commemorate Jiang Zhi's youth