Ye Cishu

Flowers quit the tree, and the beauty quits the dawn mirror. It's a pity that time only leaves us with lovesickness. Youth is the sweat of struggle, the beginning of dreams, and the helplessness of wandering. Some people say that youth is the last chance to make mistakes, but some choices are not allowed to be repeated. You ask me if I regret it, but no matter how gentle some people are, they are just a spring breeze, and no matter how beautiful some things are, they are just a rainbow after the rain. They are lamentable but can never be left behind.