Impossible for the lotus to grow on land That's my destiny of love in life Will not change my feelings for her.
Why he that I love While I know his attitude is good at pretending and good at playing the word, a year with his good, a thousand years tortured.
I do not want to see him again. Even in a dream I do not want to. I am willing to become a wilting lotus. From the bloom in it. Let me say it like this. And I can not go back.