And I will eventually leave my hometown. Life is like dandelions floating in the air, and growth is like the autumn monsoon. All I can do is choose a fertile soil.
There was water and people in that place, and I discovered that there were beautiful things in this world. Later I realized that love was actually the reason why I became beautiful.
Originally, the truth was the answer to the mystery that could only be known at the end. When the truth of love was presented in front of me, the cloud looked more real than before. Little did I know that the most real thing is hidden in the heart, and love is a secret that cannot be told.
Everyone has two choices in the end, either to perish in struggle, or to usher in happiness in the rush. Pain is by no means forever.
Finally understand, love! Not a mistake, not to love! It's not a mistake. What was wrong was that we loved each other wrongly.