In the bleak autumn wind, he was the first man I had ever seen in this life;
The leaves of the sycamore tree have fallen, she is the flower of the other side that blooms in the decadence;
The fiery red flames and the pure ocean are the entanglement of ice and fire;
Just for that one glimpse, the fate of a lifetime is sealed;
Is it love and hate? It's love and hatred!
For the sake of love, she can become a devil with just one thought,
For the sake of hatred, he burned his body and destroyed the country.
Love is guiltless, so does hate. Love and hate are only separated by a thought;