Our acquaintance is like a dream. If meeting you is my luck, then falling in love with you is my happiness.
Destiny, desire, life, time, and love... At the end of the road, I gradually saw their mysterious fingerprints clearly. Extensive, tired, ugly, gorgeous, on the banks of the Forgotten River, everything is just like this. Despair is far more cruel than death. Death is the inevitable outcome, the end for all people. And despair is a kind of endless abjection with no hope for life and no care for death... There is no greater sorrow than death. I gradually heard the sound of my own heartbreak. Love is strange and beautiful. Behind the eternal life of two people is probably the regret of another person for the rest of his life. The word "consummation" is ridiculously extravagant.
Noble love makes people humble. No matter how deep and meaningful the love was at the beginning, once it is lost, the two will eventually forget each other and become mottled.
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