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别后逢君,君心照昙心
Lusaki
It is a reunion and a new acquaintance. Can the relationship between the two continue despite the difficulties and dangers? Is it fate that manipulates people, or is it rebirth after separation? In the unknown relationship, who is attracted to whom? Who is difficult to separate from whom? "It's heartless after parting, but it's easy to meet again. When we meet Tan Yin again, we can find the original depth." Only when you know the pain of separation can you know the difficulty of letting go of love. The vicissitudes of time. The misunderstanding eventually came to nothing, and the times changed and the attitude changed. Are they strangers or relying on each other? What you promise to be happy in one life is the rest of your life or the next life. What sparks did the writing time create between them? Is it a substitute of the times, a victim of the times, or the creator of the times. Who cares. The discussion again was just a few remarks made in idle moments, forgotten by others. The eulogy of history played the mournful song of farewell. Next time we meet again, it will still be the person in my heart.
It is a reunion and a new acquaintance. Can the relationship between the two continue despite the difficulties and dangers? Is it fate that manipulates people, or is it rebirth after separation? In the unknown relationship, who is attracted to whom? Who is difficult to separate from whom? "It's heartless after parting, but it's easy to meet again. When we meet Tan Yin again, we can find the original depth." Only when you know the pain of separation can you know the difficulty of letting go of love. The vicissitudes of time. The misunderstanding eventually came to nothing, and the times changed and the attitude changed. Are they strangers or relying on each other? What you promise to be happy in one life is the rest of your life or the next life. What sparks did the writing time create between them? Is it a substitute of the times, a victim of the times, or the creator of the times. Who cares. The discussion again was just a few remarks made in idle moments, forgotten by others. The eulogy of history played the mournful song of farewell. Next time we meet again, it will still be the person in my heart.