Family, country and world, love, hate, love and hatred, which one is more important? Due to a combination of circumstances, it will be difficult to collect the overflowing water. I hope you will take good care of it.
They were young sweethearts, they were childhood sweethearts, they should have gone hand in hand, they should have gone down in history. Rumors are swirling, flowers are charming, where is the time? Who goes first, you or me?
An accidental love entanglement, your love is deep but my old love is hard to let go.
In the end, it's too late to say goodbye and get drunk, and it's easy to grow old if you don't look at the flowers.
I update as I see fit, and I write it for myself to read. Discussions are welcome, and curses are not accepted.
Intent: big fight