"If Taipei Is Unhappy"

There is a kind of love, like gentle rain, which does not increase or decrease. There is a kind of love, like rock and cattail grass, silently never leaving There is a kind of love, just like the prosperity has faded away, it is quiet and neither sad nor happy However, the love of three men drove her into an abyss of eternal destruction. … She is talented but humble and tolerant She was passionate and passionate, but she died She traveled far across the ocean, but tossed and turned She spent all her troubled life on youth … She is in a dilemma, if Taipei is not happy