You are like the bright moon and I am like fog. The fog disappears with the moon and leaves dew in the sky. You are good at playing the harp and I am good at dancing. When I break up the cherry blossoms, I will end up feeling separated and blocked. It's just because I feel that you look back on me that it makes me think about your days and evenings. My soul will follow you and I will never regret it. I miss you endlessly and suffer for you. .