Qilu · Heart of Love
The purple ribbon and golden chapter threads are like tides,
The east is gone and spring is coming, every year is high.
The beauty in my dream is heartbroken,
The love for flowers and jade is unexpected.
There is no abyss of learning in the endless search,
The beauty of a foreign land is fragrant and beautiful.
Even though the world is thousands of miles apart,
My feelings are far away every month.