Third Anniversary
Time flows like the spring tide, blooming the era of youth.
Bamboo fragrance plays with horses, brocade handkerchiefs are tossed away, looking back, the vastness has become somewhat clearer.
Three years, alone thinking it’s a sorrowful guest. Three years, wandering without a place to return.
Three years, sacrificing oneself only for a promised love. Three years, holding hands not for strangers.
Three years, clear threads to settle thoughts of white hair. Three years, childish words to settle charming speech.
Three years, dancing and laughing to settle a graceful body. Three years, youth to settle into regrets.
Three years of time, youth never returns.
No great achievements without effort, no heroic connections without darkness, no talent and beauty like Pan Feng, no brilliance that oppresses others.
The beauty does not abandon, following like a shadow, every time it’s like this, none can escape the pain of longing.
In the dim and distant dreams, thoughts suddenly arise, still remembering the clear dance entwined.
Do not worry about the gentle compliance, the long-lasting feelings of orchids, the exquisite words of Wan Jun, the pure feelings of Xian Rong, this life long remembered, not failing the beauty’s promise.
Life with you, infinite brilliance. Life with you, infinite emotion. This life with you, infinite lasting love.