A Dream in the Passing Years

Love is deep and rainy, everything turns into a rainbow in front of you. There are seven ways to the rainbow, and I have seven ways to love you, but I can no longer show them. The sky is high enough for birds to fly, the earth is wide enough for people to walk around, I let you like it, why don't you let me like it. Youth passes like running water, and in the blink of an eye, I suddenly wake up and it is just a dream. The banquet of youth is like a dream that will eventually wake up. A dream in the passing years is worth living in vain. Thank you, the one I love so much.