Tagore said: "My eyes are raining for her, but my heart is holding an umbrella for her. This is love." He was born with a lack of tears, but he only shed tears at the back of that person. He is noble and elegant, but his heart is bound by the shackles of the world. His smile was as bright as the sun, and he was full of sincerity in front of that person. When you are extremely disappointed, when you want to wait but are disqualified, when you are ready to give up hope but it suddenly appears, when the love you have suppressed for many years turns into hurt, can you still meet happiness? I only remember that you said that one day we would go see the sea together. The sea is so beautiful right now, but you are not by my side.