The cold moon is slanting slightly, covering the distant mountains and sharing the white heads. The new wind shakes away the old dreams, dances in the flowing clouds, crushes the gentleness that falls from the stars and falls into the world, and adds the beauty of the painting with my longing for you.
You said that if you could go back to the past, you would not bring any memories with you so that you could make a different life choice. But I feel that if I could go back to the past, I would find you with my memories and tell you not to be the same fool as me.
Purpose: Remembering the past