The Most Beautiful Scenery in Passing Years
Tonight's nightfall still carries a trace of loneliness, your longing manifests as wisps of delicate smoke, lingering endlessly like a gentle stream. Perhaps time has faded the memories, or distance has separated us.
But what is worth cherishing is the friendship you've given me. I've entrusted my subtle yearning to the moon, wondering if you heard my faint song in the depths of the shimmering darkness.
The wind chills the windowpane, my palm touched by the moon's coolness. Knowing is warmth; yearning is happiness. A touch of poetic sentiment, preserving the beauty of the years, those tender moments that touched the heart are the most beautiful scenery of our time. I believe our longing will remain unharmed, and love in the world will remain as warm as before.
