Did you know? Even now, I can't help but think of you.
Thinking of that day, you were standing on the wet ground, and large clouds of mist appeared in your eyes, as moist as the long, gentle rainy season.
In the busy traffic and the sea of people, I could see you in a glance at the beginning, but now I can only look towards someone.
Happiness and regret are two sides of the same coin. Facing the banquet laid by the years, it seems that all the fallen love and reluctance are stored behind the words.
No matter how beautiful or long-lasting the encounter is, it will end in the same way. It turns out that it is already dusk.