Everything is fated.
Some people and some things happen,
then are etched into your mind for a lifetime, remembered forever.
The promises in paper roses could never withstand the erosion of time.
Xinyu, paper roses may bloom forever,
but paper roses are still made of paper. In the end, they are false.
They can never be as vibrant as the real thing, nor fade in such splendor.
Wang Xing
In this life, I loved you so madly, without regret.
If I loved you, I would hold nothing back. If I hated you, I would not hesitate.
No one can stop me from living passionately and freely.
When the paper roses burned to ash, I still had no regrets in this life,
because I truly, deeply loved you. But if there is another life,
I will forget love, because in this life I have spent all the love and tears in my cycle of rebirth.
Xin Yu
