People live a lifetime, each is happy, chasing dreams and cooking wine, sighing that the fate is so shallow, why should we meet...
The spiritual jade is like a demon, with blood but no tears, thin and cool...
Who made the promise easily: With me? Who easily believed the words casually said for the rest of his life?
Who is standing in the light and shadow, saying softly: I am the only one in the world who understands your coldness
If we have a deep bond, we shouldn't torture each other...