You live forever in my numb, false past, while I live forever in the future that should have been yours.
You lived in the era I hated most. You remained in the disaster that hurt me most.
I live in the world you longed for most. I remain in the snowfall you loved most.
These seventy years of suffering are the testament you left behind. I am the only keepsake you left after your passing.
My dear, I can't find my way out of this snowy day.
The long night will end, the thick fog will lift, fallen stars will light the world, and I will meet the dawn.
Neither my soul nor my will has escaped unscathed.
Original work: Zhang Yong, or whatever
Whether there's a couple, and which couple it is if there is, is up to you to decide, dear friends.)
Theme: It's important to live well.
