Chapter 402: 564 chapters, fourteen-line poem

564 chapters, fourteen-line poem

564 chapters, fourteen-line poem

—— Part Two

Swallow, Nan Fang is definitely more beautiful than Bei Fang

What a ridiculous topic this is

Otherwise, how could time not stop you from moving to Nan Fang

Now, autumn arrives

On the treetops of that city in Nan Fang

You, looking down from afar, gaze toward Bei Fang

Those willow branches separated by mountains and water

Indeed, these green willow branches beside me

Are gently receiving the baptism of autumn's light rain

In the twilight by the willow bank

I count those drifting clouds on the horizon

Asking the boundless years

What year is tonight?

Swallow, in the Wind and Rain, am I the willow branch you gaze at from afar?