It is difficult to meet each other, and it is also difficult to say goodbye. Isn't it a kind of entangled and bitter love? That love, like a summer flower, will always wither with time. If you can't get it, you can forget it. But, can it really be forgotten? If there is a kind of wine in this world that can make people forget, I will definitely fill up the wine cup and drink heavily, and use my life's drinking capacity to win forgetfulness, even if it is just this once.
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All the efforts and struggles were in vain. See, can't. Forget, and cannot. ?