Ture affection is as vast as the grassland,
Unhampered by obstacles of any kind.
The sun will come out from the clouds eventually,
Shedding bright light on you and me.
Ture affection is like the plum blossoms in bloom,
Which can't be submerged by the clod snow.
In freezing coldness,they bloom on the branches.
I see spring coming to you and me.
Snowflakes are drifting North wind is blowing.
In the vast white world.
The plum blossoms tower in snow.
Givging off fragrance only for you.
Love whom I love without regret.
This affection will linger in my heart.