Recalling the past, a faint sad song

The first lights are on,

Drenched in misty autumn rain,

Listening to the milk tea later,

Walking alone by the silent river,

Remember the people and things you met in those years.

Those years

The beauty of the experience can only become a memory;

The person you meet can only hide it deep in your heart.

The biggest regret in life is,

The good past cannot be retained,

It can only become a sad memory.

At this moment, I want to go back to the past,

Back in that naïve era,

Meet you again,

And you continue to the frontier.

Are you still here?