The infatuation that fills the world, the love that surpasses all life, the so-called love is nothing more than the misery and mist.
On the other shore thousands of miles away, there is your figure, the wish of my youth, and the oath that cannot be fulfilled. And I am standing on this shore, even though I am separated by a vast expanse of mountains and rivers, I still look far away, and I still send my deep feelings to the wind, frost, rain and snow. This is my first time posting, please give me some advice! ! ! !