No Jealousy or Happiness

Life is not that simple in the first place. The simple and beautiful things we look forward to always only appear as blue as they should be after the heavy wind and rain, as the mist dissipates. Stop and go, stop and go, I don't know which direction is right. On the left is Che, on the right is emptiness. What is forgotten is picked up, and what is loved most is forgotten. The curse that echoed in my ears swallowed up the jealousy in my heart, and I deserved to be blinded by tears. But I saw that on the road I once walked, the laughter and laughter we left behind penetrated into the earth and grew into the shade of trees. And you, dressed in white, blown by the breeze, with a clear smile, sinking into my eyes. If possible, I want you to always be my sunny day, my dear, my only one...