Word: Xuan Yin
Singing/Late Stage: No Memories of Water Margin
A few yellowed words in my hand
Talk about your brief and elegant decline.
The mottled ink pen on the book building
The initial tinkling will still ring.
We parted a long time ago.
I'm the only one who remembers all the memories.
I say that's it.
Maybe all the time.
Unremitting pursuit and determination, because that sentence is deep in my heart.
No matter when and where
I will always remember
In fact, I have always loved you.
Put you deep in your mind.
Never forget.
Ah ~ even without you
This life will also wait and will not give up.
Your past life statement
This is our agreement that will never fade.
Legends in history books.
Now it is gradually becoming silent.
The last farewell finale in my dream.
But now I look back at you in the cold and cheerless.
You left a long time ago.
I searched alone in the sea of people.
Forget what you know.
You've forgotten.
The noise of the past and annihilation is a brand that you can't give up.
But I don't care.
It doesn't matter.
I firmly believe that look is you.
Even without the beauty of a close relative.
But the soul is carved on bones.
Ah ~ the first meeting in an instant
Do you know how happy I am?
The outline of the sleeve
This is my eternal pursuit.
Win or lose in your last life, whatever you want.
The cycle of this life will not destroy the memory.
Ah, the forbidden area where ink is spilled.
Are there any last words in the forest?
Because I dare not forget.
Because I don't want to forget
I finally found you in the vast sea of people.
A letter written by myself.
Engrave eternal names and surnames.
Ah ~ I've always loved you
I will never give up loving you.
Never forget the past.
Will lead us to meet at last.
This is our most unforgettable memory.