If you could choose another life, would you still be you?
If love were to happen again, how would the ending be different now?
Us
It's just
Performing hard
The character you drew in your mind
Immerse yourself in your own joy of separation and separation
I was too involved and moved myself with falsehoods.
The so-called life, the so-called intersection of joy and sorrow.
The branches are blooming in spring, waiting for the full moon in the heart of the sky.