Watching you leave lightly, I feel like I want to cry, but I don't know that the tears have already been shed. The vow of immortality was like fireworks at the height of 10,000 meters, lighting up other people's eyes and silencing the depth of the inner night. I will eventually walk out of this dark night. Even if I shrink back, no matter how cowardly I am, I will not hide in my memory and nourish my withered soul with memories. At dawn, your distant back is no longer my scenery. (I forgot where I saw it, so I borrowed it for future use)