I once loved a young man. He was as warm as the sun and as fresh as the breeze. He was so real that it didn't seem like a dream. But I understand that no matter what, I don't know his name or his appearance, and we have only seen each other in dreams, and even dreams are not all beautiful... I have only seen him twice, once to say goodbye to life and death, regret to miss him, once to forget about the past, wedding flowers and candles... Then, suddenly wake up from the dream, and it will be difficult to see him again...
Purpose: cherish the present moment