Some people fall in love again and again in the wind and keep letting go.
When the wind rises, the fate arises; when the wind stops, we forget each other.
Every time she looked back, he was not there; as long as he looked back, she was always there.
Listen, the wind is blowing, but the trees want to be still but the wind doesn't stop... When the wind stops, don't forget each other, but forget each other.
Intention: Accept the fact of not being loved generously and let go bravely
