(original, it must be the first time to see it)
If, together become far away.
Then, distance becomes a habit.
White clouds are floating in the sky.
This is the coat I miss.
If, time can go back.
Then, seize the beauty.
Through the spring breeze, through the autumn rain
Let care turn into wine and wait for you in the distance.
If you are a book.
Then, let Chen Xing cast characters.
Tell your past story.
Hold you in your hand and read you late at night.
If, after parting, we will never meet again.
Then, cherish you in the poem.
Green hills are faint, and love is dependent.
The green water is long, I think about it.
If there are only wishes left in the world.
So, use the hair rope in your braid
Tie the flowing years
Waiting for you under the starlight