Time is like the sand thrown up in the hand. Once it is blown away, it will be blown away. Even when I was young, I was left at the crossroads before I grew up, wasn't it?
I love you, it's just my business;
You don't have to be overly burdened;
Of course, if you love me too, that would be great!
This year's winter is very cold, but you came from the wind and painted my world with another color and possibility!
