Fortunately, I can't go all the way to the end,
Love also has its destiny,
Love is as irreplaceable as breathing,
Tears flowed over and over,
Boil it into a bowl of five-flavor acacia soup,
The lights are dim,
The pale moon hangs clothes,
Love hates and forgets,
Moon cold tea is cool,
No one tasted it.
The long river of life,
The changing scenery of the four seasons on both sides of the Taiwan Strait,
I know,
It's never just me.