I woke up alone at night, opened the window and fell in love with you. In fact, I was just a stone. The stronger I became, the more fragile I became. You are my only sight, how can I escape and dodge? Love will break my heart and drown me in the river of my tears. I stare at you under the moonlight, but I can only remain silent. Although your eyes and mine are crossed, you can't give me anything. You don't need to be sentimental about this. It's just that I opened the wrong window.
That period of young and careless love is like a wild flower blooming quietly in the wind and rain, swaying pure and fresh in the long river of life, but gradually becoming unclear.