C245 As Long as My Sister Is Goodlooking My Three Views will Follow Her Facial Features

Time flows ceaselessly into the past,

The profound changes aren't so distant.

Ten thousand years could pass, yet love remains steadfast,

Spreading like wildfire, fierce and persistent.

Memories weave a lengthy thread, spiraling across the sky,

In the ebb and flow, love's depth seems both vast and shy.

You reappear, and I glimpse the pledge we made