The gentle wind is like the sound of old dreams
It's not that I'm not strong enough, it's that the world is ever-changing
Fish going against the current is a natural destiny
It's not that I refuse to bow my head, it's that the tears sting
Forget it, it's considered lucky if you can
If a person's heart can only burn one name
If two people want to go there and hold hands, it will be a world.
What is there to cherish in this life? Wanderers don't have the luxury of love.
We are brothers in this life. I will miss you again in the next life.
The drifting river reminds me of you every night when it rains
——"Brothers"
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