I thought pure love like water is forever, but you think deep love like fire is romantic
We have all denied everything in the past amid frustration, betrayal, and desire.
Is being close to each other attraction, use, or despair and sadness?
Looking back suddenly, the past has not yet gone with the wind, but I can no longer find the era when white clothes beat the snow.
Can we just let time pass by and sit on both sides of love?