The Flowers Come to an End and There Is Unspeakable Desolation

The title of the book "The End of Flowers and Unspeakable Desolation" is only temporary, to be determined! If sadness needs to be described in words, I think words should be the best words. Tears falling down like stars falling from the corners of the boy's eyes, This cup of poisonous wine given by memory slowly erodes the heart, Those who cannot let go are doomed to be hurt. Those who cannot afford to be hurt are doomed to be lonely. Wrong start, wrong love, wrong like a glass of strong wine, heartbreaking. The ending is always full of tragedy, but the hurt is a bit beautiful, The pain of memory, the memory that cannot be brought back, the devilish entanglement of death.