Please forgive me for not being able to remember you with such depth that it carved into my soul. I selfishly wish to forget the past that included you. Perhaps, it is not that our love was not deep enough, but that the wounds were too profound. It is not that the meeting was too sudden, but that the departure was too hasty. It is not that fate was too cruel, but that I perhaps wandered into the wrong version of your world.
The distance between you and me is like the bright moon and the clear spring water; we can only gaze at each other from afar but never embrace, filled with a sense of despair. With a single stroke of the brush, how can one capture a lifetime of longing? A snapped string on the lute marks the end of a tragedy. Silent longing intertwines to form the error of fate in this life.
Letting go is a realization, a choice, and also an ending. Only by shedding overly complex thoughts can one find simple happiness. Let everything happen as it may, and go or stay as one pleases. Having few desires leads to greater peace and ease, and being content with one's circumstances brings true joy.
We met during my melancholic and bewildered times, and you gave me so much encouragement and comfort. Whenever I shed tears of sadness, it was you who listened to my complaints about the hardships of life. Whenever I felt lonely and desolate, it was still you who stayed by my side, radiating warmth.
If you cherish each other, do not part. There are only a few people in a lifetime who truly care for you. In the vast sea of people, many walk into your life, but few enter your heart. Among the multitude of people, countless bonds accompany us for a part of the journey, but few last a lifetime.
We drift separately, under separate skies, each finding our own peace. In times of busyness, we sometimes forget to reach out or send a postcard from afar. When we are happy, we might giggle loudly like magpies, holding up our skirts. Perhaps, in our hearts, they are forever that small harbor, no matter how distant the other shore may be.
Doubt is valuable, but seeking proof is even more important. If others can succeed, why can't I? If I am certain I am right, then I should walk my own path. When we misuse our lives, life holds no value, yet the effort is worthwhile. If living has no value, dying is nothing to be lamented.
Many years ago, we met at the right time and saw each other’s pure and lovely faces. Your tall stature and sunny smile outlined my trembling heart. The bus stops of those years hold the shadows and memories of you and me. I finally realized that my way of judging people was too simplistic. I never thought about what face lay beneath the mask; I treated the mask as the face itself, forgetting that beneath the smiling mask, there is often a face shedding tears.
