It's just a love that I want to forget but cannot forget.
It's just a dream that I wanted to keep but couldn't.
An epic poem of pleasure and hatred,
The everlasting heart of calligraphy and painting.
Ten years of wind and rain will come in an instant, and I can pick up the sun, moon and stars for you.
Bad, rubbish
Cow🐮🐮🐮🐮🐮🐮🐮🐮🐮🐮🐮