Happy Enemies and Mortal Enemies

The pink and white are pale, people are sad, the red lips are stained with tears from the beauty, the half-life infatuation is finally gone, the heart is cold, seeing things and thinking about people is hurt, but the love is knotted, the smile is full of tears, I once recalled the tender hometown of the past , I can't escape, I miss you forever; I don't wait for you, my deepest love has nowhere to think about, but I feel both love and hate. I am willing to have a dream so close to me and far away in the world, and I will be sad for the rest of my life without waking up or sleeping! The fragrance of light ink, the beauty of the city. The endless world of that life gently flicks away the smoke and dust on the body, and the vague thoughts draw a strand for you. It is no longer that life waiting for the oaths of the sea and the stone, and it is no longer the life waiting for the words of romance. Who depicts the sorrow of the world, spreading in the troubled times, whose end of the flower season, pouring out in the midnight, whose tears are flowing in the fleeting years. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.