A gust of wind rushes past in life, rolling up the flowers and leaving scars on them. Even though they are far away, my heart still cannot let go. Whoever takes the lead will suffer the consequences; whoever loves more will be on fire. Our love is endless and silent. If the long river of time could turn back, even if the wind and rain are no longer gentle, I will know that you believe in you and will be by your side. Don't ask me why? I don't want to say more about the reasons, because he is doing well, because I am sad, because love will grow day and night, more than before...