"There is a grave in my heart where the survivors are buried." It took all the luck of my life to meet you. I loved you so deeply and unforgettable, but you left me. Autumn flowers mourn, the fallen flowers fall, and my heart gradually falls. A person's unrequited love, knowing that it is impossible, still leaves the last corner in his heart for you, which no one can enter from now on. I miss you all the time and care about you all the time. But I don't have any illusions about love. The smoke and clouds have passed, the vicissitudes of life have changed, it is ethereal, and the past is deeply buried. Tears fell, feeling the heartache, it was water flowing away from the fingers, and it could not be kept after all.