Behind this bustling scene, I compose a song called "Red".
Hope was extinguished, and the fire in my heart was ignited again.
I am still my original self,
Or is this 'I' the real me?
"I don't know what will happen in the future. The only thing I can be sure of is myself. Since I chose him, I will go on if it is a mistake. Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, eternal inheritance, what does it have to do with me, what does it have to do with him, I don't care."
Who in the west building complains about being separated from others, but the moon is under the crystal curtain.
Leaving people and businesses, heartbroken music, what blows down is a bright moon, a piece of clear light, a place full of lovesickness and an inch of ashes.
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A silly story about a smart woman, which seems to be a bit contradictory, so let's start with one!