Dreams are just dreams after all. The flowers have turned into sand before they fall to the ground. No matter how hard you try, you can only watch them scatter on the ground and drift with the wind...
He and I are twins, but I love him to death.
Our bond is as deep as the ocean. Without waiting for him to say a word, I can understand what he is thinking.
I just want to stay with him for the rest of my life, but I'm tired...
This kind of love is too bitter, I can only let it go and let it pass away with the wind...