The lyrics had only two lines, and the melody wasn't difficult. After humming the tune a few times to get the hang of it, Gu Xiangmeng cleared her throat and started to sing.
By the lakeside in my dreams, I have forgotten the warmth of your embrace.
On the opposite shore amidst the crowd, are you still there waiting for my courage?
Oh, traveler!
Time moves so slowly, why don't you stop and rest for a while?
Oh, my love!
Time flies by, why can't I yet see your face grown old...
That was the end of the song. There wasn't much technical skill involved, and it wasn't some sort of divine melody, but Gu Xiangmeng's voice—clear yet slightly husky—immediately brought this song, which didn't seem to match her age, to life.
It had the purity of youth with a touch of world-weariness, lively yet tinged with melancholy, as if she were a sprite with the face of a young girl, singing about love through the extensive journey of life for wanderers passing by.
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