The Brocade Zither Knows No End

He, dressed in white brighter than snow, stands atop the clouds and commands the winds and clouds. She, smiling like a flower, sleeps beside the River of Forgetfulness and lets the days pass in play. One song of longing, love shared across two places, a bond spanning three lifetimes and three incarnations: a divine couple everyone envies. Yet Heaven decreed otherwise. He cut out his heart and made a vow, destroying his spiritual consciousness. No matter how deeply they loved, they could only forget each other on the path to immortality. But when it comes to love, who has never felt heartache to the very core? The clouds stretch across the sky, and frost falls from the parasol trees. A lovely woman stands on the opposite bank. Lotus hearts bloom in clusters, magnificent yet understated. A beautiful woman dances gracefully, hand in hand with her beloved. The wind rustles, and the four seas stretch vast and boundless. A noble gentleman stands amid the eight directions. The nine heavens shine bright, and one soars upward. A refined young lord, with boundless music on his jade zither.