"It's better to miss each other than to meet each other"
Economic and social love makes people helpless. The deeper the love, the deeper the pain.
Love is more intense than knowledge, and pain is more painful than knowledge.
Under the pressure of RV, material, parents and family, love seems very fragile, and the word love seems very pale.
We born in the 1980s, how should we bear the pressure of living in a RV in the face of love, and how should we defend the beautiful love in our hearts in the face of parents with complicated marriages?
Life is so helpless, I have no choice but to let go of my old dreams. I get up at night, stand on the window sill, and sigh: Men are so unlucky that it is better to miss each other than to meet each other.
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