Back then, I always thought I could gain some insight. With my eyes and my water mirror, I could see through the vicissitudes of the world, but I couldn't see myself clearly.
Later, I had a lot of words buried deep in my heart, but they became irreparable regrets. I always thought that as long as I liked them seriously, I could impress someone. In the end, I could only impress myself. Maybe, it was not mine. No matter how I tried to catch it, it would still slip away.
In the end, I hope that in the next life, I will be stupid and foolish.
The phoenixes pair up, flying back and forth in the misty rainy autumn.
But now, the phoenix has gone, and the phoenix remains empty.
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