He was the best, the most outstanding, the most affectionate and pure person. When they met, she already had a boyfriend. Inevitably involved in the whirlpool of emotions, sinking together.
After experiencing separation, getting together, and falling in love, I thought it was lovers finally getting married, but it turned out that it was the expectations of my heart, which was far away and endless...
Life and death are separated by a thin line. There are many compromises and choices in modern life. Any one of them is life, but it is also torture.
After farewell, my heart is like a dream. I am haggard and sad over the years, and the setting sun is still bright in the small window.