There is a white cloud to the south of Nanshan Mountain in the capital, and you can see thousands of sails from it. Everyone wants to reach that beautiful place like a fairyland, but who can understand that at the moment when we reach the end of the world, we can't suppress the loneliness and nostalgia in our hearts: "Thousands of sails are nothing, and the slanting light is flowing and the water is long." Everyone is lonely and everyone misses you. The lingering love of youth has turned into a passing cloud. It's always love, it's just a dream. If life is just like the first time we met, what's the matter? West Wind Sad Painting Fan... If I could do it all over again, I hope that I would sacrifice my life to change my relationship with you, so that we don't have to torture each other. I heard people say that you should not meet someone who is too stunning when you are young. I used to think this was pretentious and didn't believe it. Now that I've encountered it, I'm so sad. I would rather not have it than lose it. In the next life, whether we love or not, we will never meet again.