The moonlight is like practice, and the heart is like autumn water.
My eyes are like ripples, and my heart is no longer calm.
"There was a time when it was difficult to find water in the sea."
So I say.
No one can go back. . .
It's like my heart is already dead. . .
Can love simply go from knowing each other to falling in love, from promising each other to promising each other?
There has been a lot of changes in the world, Weiyang, do you know what you have lost?
You are no longer you, and I am no longer who I was before. . .