I have always considered myself an interesting but not shallow person
But the ones I fall in love with are all beautiful skins
It was like this fifteen years ago, and it will be like this fifteen years later
It's just that life has taught me to keep silent.
To this day, I have forgotten why I fell in love with her
Why did you start hating her?
The stubborn figure under the shade of the scorching sun
Like a branding iron on the heart that cannot be healed