If life is just like the first time we met, why is it that the autumn wind draws a fan with sadness and easily changes the heart of an old friend, but the heart of an old friend can change easily. Lishan's words are gone till midnight, and the tears and rain are lingering without complaint. How unlucky is the man in brocade to wish for the same day with wings and branches. ——Nalan Xingde Later I always wondered why there were always so many twists and turns between the two of us. It turned out that it was already doomed from the beginning. Destiny goes round and round, and in the end we are only ourselves. Meeting you has exhausted all the good luck in my life. I will spend the rest of my life remembering and paying tribute to those good times that belong to us and those green memories that belong to us.