I have exhausted my pen and ink and cannot draw the future scenery, retain the memories of youth, or write about you and me!
I have exhausted my pen and ink to write about these youthful years, but I cannot describe your appearance!
I have exhausted my pen and ink, just to miss that beauty. I have exhausted my pen and ink, and my love is all over the stationery, not as good as his half-sentence ambiguity.
I have exhausted my pen and ink, but the rest of my life has fallen into dust!
I have exhausted my pen and ink, but I cannot remember the rose that belongs to you.
I have exhausted my pen and ink, and I have written all the beauty in this world, but I have never written your name.
I have exhausted my pen and ink and painted these mountains and rivers, but I have never painted your face!
I have exhausted my pen and ink, but I have not been able to write the story of you and me!
I have exhausted my pen and ink, but I cannot draw the fireworks of this world! I have exhausted my pen and ink, but I cannot describe the consequences of the world of mortals!
I ran out of pen and ink, trying to keep you with the most romantic words in the world. When I ran out of ink, you left too.
I ran out of pen and ink, and I couldn’t write our parallel stories.
I ran out of pen and ink, and I couldn’t draw. The scenery of the future cannot be preserved, the memories of youth cannot be retained, and you and I cannot be written about!