What is love?
That binds beyond life on earth?
To all corners in a pair we fly.
Braving many a summer and winter.
Union is bliss, but parting such bitter sorrow.
Agony is intense for a lovelorn soul.
Oh give me a word.
Across the endless clouds.
Among mountains capped with snow.
Whither shall my lonesome shadow go?
Note: This is written by Yong Sheng
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