But Let All the Words in My Heart Turn to Ashes

Love is so beautiful, but also so painful. The love that abandons fame at all costs, the willingness to endure darkness, living one lie after another, and letting others live in it. How did the sweetness of working hard turn into resentment and hatred? How did it become a revenge? Did you know? Did you know? People who have not experienced it will not understand. Just for love, because of love. What kind of entanglement, what kind of struggle... I don't regret the love I had yesterday, even though I felt sad and hesitant and shed tears. Unknown encounters will return by chance, and we will always be happy and cherish each other. Who is Jun Yan tired for today? Qiu Liang's young clothes are tightly worn. The rock and pampas grass are gone with the wind, I don't know what your heart is. As time goes by and the moon waxes and wanes, it is difficult to regain the old will. After singing a song on the zither, I rested and recognized the twin butterflies in the next life. After the farewell, the smiling eyes were also sad. Don't laugh at the fact that the west wind is always sentimental, the broken lint of farewell is always flying, and the words in your heart are all turned into ashes.