離別苦，就中更有痴兒女。君應有語，渺萬里層雲，千山暮雪，隻影向誰去？	

Where's love on this secular world? Lasting live or dead. 

Wherever going, always together like the migrating birds. 

Ignoring times ignoring age. Be happy together Be wail upon separate. 

Not obsession, but promise. Be kindred spirits. Even miles apart. 

By mountains, or snow. But Now, just a lone wolf whom can I speak to?