A classic sentence that sees things and thinks about people.

We met once, but now we don't see the willow-shaded fireworks, the small bridge running water and purple smoke flying, and our hearts are on the other side, waiting for the flowers to bloom and hoping for the old man's return! There is affection in Tang poetry and love in Song poetry, and the long-awaited love begins. Some people are happy and others are sad, complaining that the years have aged love and the dream is hard to come true. Suddenly, when I look back, my hair turns white and I am in the world of mortals. You are a landscape that I can't lock.