Have you noticed how the water of the Yellow River flows down from the sky and into the ocean, never to return?
3. A bottle of wine, by the Yellow River. Infinite things, from the beginning. You two look at me as if you were in front of me, but before you know it, you have passed through the years. Tears of sadness are faintly visible on my skirt, but the joy on my forehead suggests that I will meet again soon. On the day of reunion, I will go swimming in the pool with you and look for traces of spring like falling snow.