Love is like a song, with ups and downs, restraint and unrestrainedness, truth and hypocrisy, pursuit of beauty and exploration and contemplation. When the song is finished, tears flow with the dusty memories; when the tears are gone, only the determination of the heart turns to ashes...
Hate such a beautiful starry night
Reflecting two sad people
Thinking of the past makes me feel sad
Quietly wipe the tears
For what reason is love so deep
But it's time to say goodbye
How much affection, how much kindness
vaguely in my heart
The hardest thing to bear is separation
Make me burst into tears
We left a deep kiss
Turning into endless hatred...
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