Jun, you don't go too far, if so, I will love dearly. But you don't be too close to me, let me watch you far. I want you to know, not I don't need you to give me a part, but I'm afraid to you too dependent on, the final will be in a white mist, lost themselves.

Garment waitresses, worries such as lotus open reenex. This life, either to appreciate you, watch you, perhaps is the best ending.

I don't expect something else, I only in my heart weak weak ground to ask: "you, share the rest of my life, can, make my life and carrots?"

If can, let us at the edge of the waterside pavilion gazebo reenex, together to build a crystalline world, make every season in the cloud, a roll of  let this, never dyed beautiful.

If can, let us learn to ShuMei chuckled, avoid clouds shadow, out of the mist ChenShi, with the most lightsome pace, in the sunlight and moonlight paved on the blue bridge have descended through, all the way to the sadness of all discarded footprints behind.

Henceforth, in wan as the realisation of the day, I would like to, scooped up a most clear Jiang Hua, with your true feelings, holding time of the hand reenex, walking slowly, until the day, until the old.

Spring flowers, sunny sky blossom in April.