Time flies in a blink of an eye, but the bluestone road remains the same
With a snap of the fingers, the beauty is broken
At that time, I was young and had a thin shirt.
Cutting down a tree will not remove its roots, but it will still grow again
If love cannot be exhausted, it will be painful again and again.
It's like making an arrow of your own that hurts itself
The same is true for inner arrows, arrows of love hurt all living beings
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The distant north wind brought a piece of paper:
If you come, you will see me lush and lush, standing like a tree for you to observe.
If you don't come, you will shake your head and look forward to me. After shaking off all the worries, you will live a peaceful life.
Perhaps, in the distant future
If you come again, I will no longer be there...