Not all stories have experienced vicissitudes of life
Not all love is full of fantasy
Life is inherently impermanent
Why bother watching with your heart?
In the end
Change to a long silence in the sky, flowers in the mirror, water and moon
Who else will feel sad for you?
The air that has already become cold
It's not because of your indifference that I become cold
feeling that has disappeared
I won't look back because of your body temperature
A dream, looking back
Who forgets his heart for whom