When she was young, she rushed to Shen Yu with enthusiasm and devoted all her love to him. He does not push back, nor does he move forward. A falling snow blew away all obsessions. Three years later, when we met by chance on a flyover, he confessed his regret in a low voice. Lin Yao smiled lightly, a belated apology could not keep the departed person. The evening breeze does not cross the old mountains and rivers. If you miss it, you can only go forward separately.
Intention: After exhausting your enthusiasm, you don't have to look back for belated preferences, let go of regrets calmly, and go on your way.