I still remember the first time we met. The spring was bright and your smile was like a flower, far better than that spring. I still remember that you are about to get married, everything is coming back to life, and my tears are falling like rain, and it is as cold as winter. We are destined not to stay together, we are destined not to hold hands, and we are destined to be alone. "When the moonlight comes to my hometown, I feel sad when I leave. As the years pass, the flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water are empty."