How many long-forgotten past events have returned to my mind.
The past of blowing in the wind stung my heart.
You are the unforgettable dream, and it takes a thousand turns to know how deep it is.
I always have to travel all over Qian Shan to know where to go.
Why did I have to wait until I missed it for many years before I realized that my truest dream was to remember me or forget me?
The breeze blew away my dream tonight.