Song Zhu Shu Zhen
I want to send it, but I can't. But draw a circle.
Words are outside the circle and hearts are inside.
One circle is me and the other is you.
You have me in your heart, and I have you in my heart.
The moon will be round when it is missing, and it will be missing when it is full.
The whole circle is reunion, and the half circle is separation.
I'm beating around the bush, so you have to understand what I mean.
Acacia countless, all the way around to the end.