Lovers, what you catch is confusion, traveling in the arena of love and hate
Lover, not being able to catch is the longing. I am so worried about the difficulty of love and hate.
You are my injury. The pain is destined to be unforgettable. It is slowly frozen by time.
The warm and cold past washes away all the vicissitudes of life
We know that no matter how cold the sun is, there will be times when it is closest to the horizon
I know clearly that no matter how warm the moonlight is, it will never have its own true temperature.
Compared to you not loving me, I am more afraid that you loved me
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