Hold your cold heart with my warm hands
The four-year Immortal Prayer Festival witnesses their youth
The first year: Under the sycamore tree, God gives love
The second year: On the top of Linxian Pavilion, picking the stars with your hands
The third year: On the top of Linxian Mountain, the greedy wolf swallows the moon
Year 4: On the wooden and stone bridge, the flowing light overlaps the shadows
That year we met under the plane tree, but after all we did not meet on the wooden and stone bridge.
"I miss you so much!"
Intention: Nothing but familiarity!