Acacia

A mortal love, a thousand-year relationship, a few strands of lovesickness across the bank, how many old dreams have been hidden? On the water side, I wish to wear a lotus fragrance, ride a leaf of a blue boat, row across the bright moon of the Qin Dynasty, pass through the rhythm of Tang and Song Dynasties, find You are on the shore of the vast West Lake! I just want to wear a ring for you, and tap on every night I miss you; I just want to smile for you and wipe away the dust of your life!

If I can, I can accompany you for a thousand years, and I just want to care for you and smile; if I want, I will stay with you forever, and I will only miss you in blue silk and white clothes. Your face in my heart is like the opening and falling of a lotus flower, the setting sun emblems the ink, the whispers are faint, a few songs are raised to the sky, and the fireworks are all over the sky in an instant. Are you still sitting in the long pavilion of one mile, with your jade fingers curling up with the warmth of the gentle wind, painting a corner of the blue sky, starting from the shore of Meishui?