However, sometimes I prefer to be a nostalgist.Who awaits your escort.To see the water trickling.After your return from a kaleidoscope of sights. ——可是我有时候 宁愿选择留恋不放手 等到风景都看透 也许你会陪我看细水长流。
The end of spring makes flowers fall one by one,It's also the time when beauty meets its doom. Once beauty is carried to its very tomb, Both beauty and flowers perish known to none. ——试看春残花渐落,便是红颜老死时。一朝春尽红颜老,花落人亡两不知。