There is a city in everyone's mind, which may be full or desolate.
Our indifference does not mean we do not understand love, but our desire, but our perseverance.
The rashness of the past was uninhibited indulgence, not afraid of harm or separation.
The current obsession is silent love, which is willing to be dull and cherish.
Because of you, I began to cherish this city that I once hated.