That Year You Arrived

The first time I saw you, I will be you for the rest of my life. I am you in life, you are in death, you are in separation, you are in happiness, and you are in sorrow. When you arrive that year, you will have tea and porridge, and you will be happy until your head turns white. The spring and autumn have been disturbed for several years, but for a moment, you are still the same you from beginning to end.