My heart is dead, my tears have dried, I can't bear to look back and my soul is still attached to me, I wake up from a dream, I can't help feeling, the past is like smoke that can't be swept away, it's both false and real, it's both love and hate, the leaves fall silently and the flowers mutilate themselves, but I just look for it, it's deserted, desolate and miserable, but helpless, forever and ever, it will end, this hatred lasts forever~!