Suya Tianyun

In the beginning, my heart sank, my love fell, and weeds were overgrown and covered with thorns; I didn't hear the birds singing, I didn't smell the flowers, I was depressed, and my spirit was scattered. I was swallowed up by darkness in the night, and was eaten away by sadness in pain. In the middle, I met you, and the story has just begun. We have seen the fragrance of flowers, the singing of birds, and witnessed the sadness. Joy and separation, peace and joy, happiness and well-being; in the end, you left silently, and I never saw the fragrance of flowers and birds that day again, I never witnessed the joys and sorrows of that day, and I never had the peace and joy of that life again. Even if I have aura, my soul is incomplete and blooming, sad and sighing.