Do You Happen to Like Me Too?

Ye Luoxiu always likes Chen Zhiyi. I stood on a tall building and watched the fine spring breeze. Looking far into the distance, endless sorrow filled the sky. The setting sun is slanting and the grass is misty. Who can know my thoughts while leaning silently on the railing? I wanted to indulge myself and get drunk for a while, but when I raised my glass to the singing, I felt that there was no interest in trying to have fun. I am gradually losing weight and wearing loose clothes without regrets. For her, I am willing to be haggard.