He said, "If you dare to leave me, you are not allowed to look back." The man paused and then opened his legs. As the man's back gradually faded away, the boy gradually collapsed to the ground [Oh, big wood, did you really leave me like this? . . I waited for him for seven years but couldn't wait for his heart. This is nothing. The young man wiped the tears on his face [Master, I'm not crying, woo woo woo]. . . That year, whose smile became whose whole world, all the flowers fell, but could not wait for the coming of spring. Only the circles of ripples proved that the beauty of the past was not a dream. . .