Come gently, go gently, and leave your world with your memory. I will pray for you in a corner of the world to the sky: "I wish you happiness."
The night before I left Nanjing, I wrote this article to tell you:
Xiao Yu: I want to say that I love you so much, but there are some words that I can't say out loud. It's not that I can't give you what you want, but that I can't give it. I don't deserve to love you.