His Heart Is Also Clear

His heart is so clear. If life is a journey, where does it start? Where is the end point? I don't believe in the tricks of fate, nor do I believe that we are destined to be separated. I don't care that the mountains are high and the road is far away and the future is bleak, nor do I care about the ridicule and accusations from everyone and the conspiracies and conspiracies in the world. But what should I do to get you back?