I long for that cool breeze on hot days, but I can't catch the tail of that wind. Whenever the wind blows again, I can't stop missing it. Ten years later, the familiar feeling comes back to me, that is, you and I are no longer what we used to be, and we have experienced everything in the world.
The flowers in the garden have all faded, and there is no longer the same fragrance as before. The sun has set, but it will rise again, right?
Purpose: We should work hard for the things and people we love