Spin·love
---------This is the best love, this is the worst love
This is the first love, this is the last love
There is a kind of love called worrying about gains and losses, there is a kind of love called not turning back, there is a kind of love called moth flying into the flame, there is a kind of love called love that is hard to express in the heart. . . . . Everyone has their own love, it cannot be copied, it is destined. When it comes, who can be sure and who can deny it, resist it or accept it, regret it or be grateful, and know whether it is warm or cold. . . . . Think about it and guess what kind of love you have. . . . Love, love, spin love. . . . .