How many times can you experience love in your life? Who turns around first every time?
When you are taking stock of your grievances and hatreds, who comes quietly?
I thought that after all the hardships, I could see that love is just a cup of warm milk that will become cold and go bad if left for a long time.
Inadvertently, someone puts a glass of strong wine in your hand,
You were just curious and took a sip, but from then on you became an alcoholic and couldn't extricate yourself.
Looking back, you have loved and loved you all the way, but there is only one person who can make you an alcoholic.