Ren Jia

That year, that month, that day,

we once met.

In the instant the dream shifted,

where had you lost your way?

I searched across rivers and mountains,

only to find endless white clouds drifting over vast, remote peaks.

Looking back to ancient times,

I learned of the many fated ties between us.

We were born to be tested.

Our height and build were shaped by the immortals' whims.

Birth, aging, sickness, and death are all fated,

while love, hatred, and vengeance play out like a scripted drama.

But that time, when we met,

you had already taken root in my heart.

No matter how far apart we are,

no matter how many millennia pass,

you still often appear in my dreams.

I will summon my unyielding courage

and swear to seek your radiant face.

No matter where you wait for me,

we will meet again someday.

No sorrow, no grief, no worries.