Death, death is impossible. Hide, can't hide.
When the wind blows, she laughs, she cries, she hates, she gets angry...
She is all-powerful and arrogant. She can neither act nor pretend to be.
Believing in fate is just because of cowardice!
Escape is just to cover up your cowardice!
In this case, why bother pretending to be cowardly?
Over the years, things have changed and people have changed. How can we obey this fate?
My destiny is mine, how can I control others?
Is it bitter? Bitter.
Tired? Tired.
It includes the impermanence of emotions, the cruelty of recalling reality, the sweetness and intimacy of acquaintance, knowing each other, falling in love, and staying together, as well as the sourness of alienation, strangeness, familiarity, and betrayal.
"In that case, why don't you run away?" "The channel of my destiny follows me. If I escape, my destiny will no longer follow me. I have no choice."