Outside the window, a waning moon appeared.
It seemed as if it had been bitten by a tengu.
At this moment, what was once perfect began to become a little incomplete.
The wandering clouds obscured her brilliance.
Perhaps it was the tears that blurred her vision?
It is because I have a trace of nostalgia for the past years,
The colorful clouds in the sky make my memory colorful.
It’s because the memory takes me through the tunnel of time
That I returned to the day when we first met.
An unexpected and beautiful encounter,
made two strange hearts become so familiar.
From now on, I am in your life and you are in my life.
It is more like smashed glass than a mashed clay sculpture.
Re-kneaded, re-melted,
It has become more transparent and solid.
Like the resurrected bamboo, a piece of green.
On a quiet night,
I sat alone under the green lamp,
listening to the words in my heart and sighing softly;
Once in the miserable wind,
I raised the corners of my bloody mouth,
Imagining Zhang Ailing’s arrogant smile;
Once in the lusty rain ,
Standing stubbornly,
Let tears and rain wash away my thoughts.
Because of your appearance,
All the bitterness has become a thing of the past.
From now on, what lingers in my heart is all sweetness...