See you at dusk now.

Why worry about the past?

Half smile, half smile.

Gurgling, flowing water, water blooms.

There are few willows blowing on the branches, but there are many herbs in the sea.

Flowers fade, red and green apricots are small.

The fallen petal intentionally follows the flowing water, and the flowing water has no beloved fallen petal.

Swing in and out of the wall, and the beauty in the wall laughs.

Since ancient times, affection and spare hate, ruthlessness has been angered by affection.

When swallows fly, people walk around in the green water.

I want to give my heart to the moon, and the moon shines on others.