Love is like a shadow by the river.
Wang You loves like spring flowers.
I'd rather be alone.
This poem I wrote may be a bit difficult to understand. Let me explain here:
I have been trying to find a place where my soul can settle down, that is, happy love, but love is like a reflection by the river, just out of reach ~ because the other side is Wang Ning. The king's love is as brilliant as a flower in spring, but he would rather pursue the only one in his heart at all costs.
How can I put it? Anyway, it is "you love Wang Ning", and love is focused and true ~)