It is polite to smile at you.
The sky is close to the sea, but you and I are different.
The world has you, so I am attached to you.
I am in your eyes and you are in my heart.
As time goes by, teenagers die.
In your dream, you became a song.
When will I be in your eyes?
There are trees in summer, looking at heaven gracefully.
As beautiful as flowers and jade, as water flies.
Facing the sea, spring blossoms.
All four seasons are good, if you are here.
Prosperity is exhausted, and things are different.
You are in a dream.