When my hair is dyed with frost, my steps are faltering, and I look back at the bumpy journey, I realize that the best love is never a momentary and vigorous one, but a constant quarrel, a never-ending relationship, and a perseverance that persists through all kinds of ups and downs. It started with a hasty meeting, and they were trapped in the hardships of life, and finally they stayed together for the rest of their lives, year after year.
