The most unbearable thing is that the world can't keep it, the beautiful face is like the flower in the mirror and the tree
The good things in the world are not strong, and the colorful clouds are easy to scatter and the glass is broken.
You buried your bones in the mud under the spring, but I sent them to the world with my head covered with snow.
I would like to ask that young man, has he ever encountered love in his short life?
Intention: We will eventually go our own way