The meaning of meeting

Perhaps over time, the appearance of one's lover will change. However, the beauty of love is like the blooming roses, always possessing a beautiful soul. So, even in the face of pain, people still can't help touching it. On that hill where the roses are in full bloom, I seem to still hear that romantic poem:
On this quiet evening

Let's spend some leisure time together.
Don't say, don't move, don't think.
Just like this, quietly.
Forget the world
On this quiet evening