They say a wise man never falls in love, so I choose to praise fools and be willing to be a fool. The heroes of the world are like the crucian carp crossing the river, but in the end a hero cannot be more than a beauty. Sigh that the hero is in his old age, his beauty is white and his hair is gray. In the end, it's just a touch of loess. But there is only infatuation in the world, and it cannot be laughed at by others. The love of one life will be engraved in my heart for three lifetimes.
