Original Zhou Qingben.
Before the moon flowers, you and I met in that flowery season, your smile and frown, touched my throbbing heart.
Our youthful vitality burns with a vision for the future.
We have gone through the spring and autumn together, have gone through the ups and downs together, and tasted the ups and downs of life together.
The separate joke of fate allows us to pursue our own dreams in this bustling world.
At the end of the bustle, I am looking for your trace, an inch of lovesickness, like waking up from a dream, and the love is as deep as the sea.
Your smile, like a spring breeze, warms my heart, and your eyes, like stars, illuminate my world.
I used to think that I could resist the prosperity of this world, and I thought that I could find your existence in this complicated world.
However, I was wrong, I realized, prosperity mistook you, and mistook me.
I was in the bustling world, I lost myself, I forgot that you existed, I thought I was your master, I could control everything.
However, I was wrong, I realized, prosperity mistook you, and mistook me.
An inch of love, a love, I am willing to use all my enthusiasm and persistence to find you who are lost in the prosperity, I am willing to use all my strength to resist the prosperity of this world, just to find your existence, to find your smile.
I know, this is a fruitless love, an endless pursuit, maybe I met you in the sea of people, you are still that familiar appearance, but the years have left a trace of vicissitudes on your face.
An inch of lovesickness, a love, I am willing to use all my life and time to wait for the one who may never appear.
I am willing to use all my tears and sweat to water the seeds of this love, just to wait for the day to come, waiting for your return.
Prosperous like a dream, looking for you in a dream, holding hands through the four seasons, tasting the ups and downs of life together, telling the bits and pieces of those years in the sunset, making an eternal vow in the moonlight, and sending the wind and moon for thousands of miles.
In this life, I only want to be with you, no matter prosperous or lonely, I am willing to accompany you to the end of life.
A love letter, tears stained with ink, who understands the taste?
A parting song awakens the sleeping thoughts, and the prosperity is gone, leaving only endless regrets.
Who can understand the impermanence of this world?
One parted and two wide, each was fine, but I didn't know that there would be no day we would see each other again in this life, leaving only unforgettable memories.
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