Maybe some things in life will always slip through our fingers inadvertently. Some we remember, some we forget. Those things that last forever, or the vows that remained unchanged the year before last, are actually the things that hurt us the most. No matter how our life ends, no matter what ending we will have at the end, those are actually just a fleeting glimpse, like fleeting years. Everything that seems real only seems to be getting closer and farther away. No one will understand whether we have fallen in love with the wrong person because of loneliness, or whether we have fallen in love with someone wrongly because of the wrong love. When we close our eyes, clasp our hands, pray silently, and ask for some happiness, everything has passed away. The world I once thought was beautiful, but it carried those sorrows and those things that passed away, and flew away...