The so-called love is just a colorful butterfly, which looks beautiful, but can never be close. If you really want to hold her tightly in your hands, she will struggle, and then all the colors will be rubbed off in the struggle, and she will become pale from then on. I seem to understand a little bit why I was so cautious, because I was afraid that I would not be able to touch her soul, but I wiped off that beautiful layer of color!
