My lover and I have changed, and he fought with silence. I want to save this relationship, but it's not good to admit my mistake to my face and find someone to help me write this poem.

Looking back a thousand times to win a brush,

Meeting you is the result of waiting for thousands of years in my last life;

How can I miss this life easily again?

I've been thinking hard for days: why do you feel so sad?

Maybe it's my fault. I hope you will stop being silent to me. ...