Their youth is like the string of a kite that comes and goes...
They crawled over and over again from the quagmire full of rotten fish and smelly shrimps
After all, they are no match for reality and time...
They firmly believed that they loved each other deeply......
He and she passed through the crowded crowds and all kinds of difficulties,
In the end, it would be better to never meet...
She hates him but also thanks him
When she looked forward to the future over and over again, she hated him endlessly
Hate him for giving her empty joy,
When she looked back over and over again, she just wanted to thank him
Thank him for not marrying.
Purpose: Accompanying someone to grow up is too expensive
