You stand on the bridge and look at the scenery,

I am watching you upstairs. The scenery changes every day. Have you ever looked back at the woman who regards you as the only scenery?

The bright moon decorates your windows,

You decorate other people’s dreams.

My eyes cannot tolerate a grain of sand, but there is an entire desert in your eyes.

Looking down, I saw the rose in your hand. I looked up and saw the whole garden in your eyes.