Having You Is the Best Rest of My Life

I don't want to write down a person's name easily because I'm always afraid that one day it will become a flashpoint in a meeting. Everything in the past was like a solar eclipse eating away at my sanity, and finally it was crushed. The evening breeze picks up, perhaps the weakness of autumn has dispersed the natural chorus, and we can no longer hear the tragic song of fallen leaves falling into the ground.