Author Wang Guozhen
We set sail from here
Go to a distant place
As we move towards tomorrow,
How can you forget yesterday?
Looking back on yesterday
That lush day
It's always green
It always smells.
More than that.
Meet each other late.
That magnificent treasure
Today, we shed tears.
That's not sadness, that's singing.
Today, we broke up
This is not a loss, but a wealth.