The shock of a small incident is adapted into poetry

Since you left/My heart slowly dies in the haggard.../Confused in the direction of our walking/In the ruthless season/The wind by the river is wild and crazy/Unintentionally sentimental about separation/I don’t know how to cry. Feelings are falling/Love is gone/Can feelings go back to the past/Sad nights are haunted by memories of the past/Memories become threads/Still entangled with the past/The heart becomes fragmented/The fragments fall into the abyss of darkness /Gradually falling.../Sakura blossoms are flying again

Add a few more "Enter"s... The lyrics are not very good in the first place, and there may not be any improvement if they are changed...especially "Butterfly" and "Memory" The lines "Tossing and Turning", "Tangled" and "Fragmented and Dark Abyss" feel - vulgar... (real thoughts...)

Oh! If you don't love this kind of song! and philosophy, it is better to study "The Flower of Naraku"

Why not just forget about that future

Anyway, the past will still be full of blood

Wei Nuan Feng Ruo always feels entangled

That may be a hint