Bright as Stars

I would rather time let go of my eyes and regard you as a tombstone I still think of the incomplete memories that once made me perfect Thinking we have met, I shed tears of unfamiliarity, ruthless like running water I just forgot who you are, I can't forget who you are to me I would rather sacrifice my loveless virtue and collapse in front of you Or choose the strength of the dead wood and destroy the spring grass I would rather blow up and wither the summer flowers, or be as quiet and beautiful as the autumn leaves Don't you know how to be ruthless, and your feelings are not in vain? Even if we don't meet again, we will meet again, completely different I have some hatred, but I have no regrets about cutting my bones into pieces and scattering them into ashes. Give me ten thousand years, one or two years old, it doesn't matter Some love can't escape from Tianwang Huihui Even if I can no longer do it, I will, and the more I sleep, the more haggard I will be. Your smile is the thunder of drought in my dream Give me ten thousand years, ten thousand years, and know what is wrong and what is right Once you come, I will still be unable to fly. --Zhou Xun's "Love and Hate" She is proud and willful, has never suffered setbacks, likes to be smart, casual but kind and intelligent. He is gentle and handsome, humble and sinister, but cruel and evil? He is handsome and gentle, as indifferent as a banished immortal, but he is persistent and crazy? He is cold, handsome, callous and ruthless, but smiles crazily? He is humorous and elegant, and he is as chic as a fairy, but he is also cynical? Her cuteness, kindness and perseverance, his deep hatred, coldness and modesty, she followed him with heartache and no regrets, and he tolerated her for eternity; she was cold and beautiful, with no regrets, his alienation and indifference, deep love and paranoia, she gave him everything he had to sublimate, and he felt regret for her when he suddenly looked back. Their entanglement with obsessions, rivers and lakes, temples, past and present lives are destined by fate. As strange as the stars, destined to be dim or brilliant! Stars change, life and death change, haggard beauty The love of raw jade is deep, and we will go to hell together The soul of the green beast is gone, and the marriage is connected Pingting can't let go of her obsession Charming Purple Shadow Destroyed Heartfelt gratitude Infatuation and nightmare Nangong Cheng's joke Breaking the magic feather is so embarrassing If you are so bitter, why should you regret it? Go against the will of heaven, keep it for the rest of your life, and never leave.