Together we are as fragrant as mist,
Looking back at the bleak place,
The flowers bloom and chant the winding path,
It would be better to live and die and never leave.
He went round and round, and finally returned to the starting point, and suddenly realized that she had always been there, and that she had never left.
He opened his memories and went back to the time when he first met her. Time passed by and it turned out that the outcome was destined from the moment they met.
She couldn't make a choice, half love and half love, describing yesterday, it turned out that she was really blind like a ship that couldn't reach the other shore.
If you can't give happiness, then share misfortune together.
If you can't go back to the past, don't let go.
The smoke drifts away and the pillow dries. The fate cannot be changed, the memories cannot be changed, and the sound cannot be taken away by time.