Who am i
Why can't I remember who I am?
After searching hard and knowing who I am, I realized that not knowing is a kind of happiness for me.
There used to be only one person in my memory, brilliant and colorful, but all I got in exchange was eternal pain.
If there is a next life, I am willing to give up everything I have in exchange, just to no longer have the intention to forget everything.
Shaohua is not reserved for young people, and hate is long, when will it end?
When the catkins are flying and the flowers are falling, I go upstairs.
Even the spring river is full of tears, endless flow, and a lot of sorrow