My Private Life

More than twenty spring and autumn years disappeared silently in the endless river of time, just like a falling leaf that did not make any ripples but was washed away by the rushing water and disappeared without a trace. Tears are destined to flow for you; my heart is destined to be broken for you. A relationship, in the end, only a incomplete feeling is left to soothe the vicissitudes of the soul. Heart tears, falling on the dusk sky are silent but the most heartbreaking.