When the night is deep, who is sitting on the stage looking at the beautiful moonlight in the garden? Who is it, gently covering his forehead and sighing? Who is it that is so full of love?
Are you still there, my knight? --Female.
You can only belong to me. ——Male
When dawn breaks in the sky, who falls asleep drunk? Whose heart is broken? Who is it that loses the love in their hands like quicksand?
Joy, anger, sorrow, gratitude and resentment, asking what love is in the world, directly teaches life and death to make love.
I searched for him thousands of times in my dream, but when I suddenly looked back, I found that person in a dimly lit place.