In this world, if you can find someone who loves and stays with each other until you grow old together, it would be a shameless thing.
I just lament that everything has its ups and downs, and it is always difficult to be perfect. Just like love, in addition to envying mandarin ducks but not immortals, there are also things like falling flowers and running water that are always ruthless, or the happiness between two hearts is just a mirror.
In the final analysis, it is a matter of shallow love and deep love, or something that is destined but not shared, but it is as clear as a stream of water gushing out from the depths of a shallow stream, but it attracts people, and it spreads those sad love melodiously.