Just breathe hard and you will see the miracle of love!
An unrequited love that cannot be missed, a past that cannot be forgotten...
Imagine my heartbeat reaching your ears through the guitar,
Imagine my thoughts, condensing your sight through the piano keys,
Imagine my love, through the violin in your heart,
I drew one warm circle after another.
The feeling of secret love is like the ink dripping from the tip of a brush,
I tried hard to take it back, but fell down involuntarily.
Turn the original pure white rice paper into
A small point, a piece, a whole piece of pure mood rendering...
First love - the most beautiful thing in the world; secret love - the most hidden thing in the world;
Passionate love is the most confusing thing in the world; infatuated love is the most paralyzing thing in the world;
Bitter love is the most distant thing in the world; broken love is the most painful thing in the world.
Love is like a reincarnation, something that goes from beauty to pain, then relief from pain, and finally to eternity.