Once you turn around, your emotions will break; once you turn around, it may be a century; once you turn around, you and I will meet again, will we go back to the past? Loneliness is on the left bank, sadness is on the right bank. Loving you on the other bank is pain, love, singing and humming, turning around, but can't go far. The love and care that traveled through the world of mortals, deep love, deep affection, love, is a song that can never be finished, a beautiful tidbit that can never be sung from ancient times to the present. Women always long to be pampered and cared for. There are many emotions that cannot be expressed in words. The same is true for me. My heart is like a net, with thousands of knots in it.
