Waves Tossing Sand, Snow Flying

Perhaps meeting and coming to know each other was always destined to be the outcome.

Perhaps fate was simply this cruel.

If they were destined to suffer sorrow in the end, why bring them together at all?

The world is like a tide, and people like water. In this mortal realm, how many can ever turn back? The great waves of life eventually swept them away, leaving only their snow-white hair blowing in the wind...

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