In troubled times, who promised to die?

Beautiful as a flower will not last long after all.

Time flies to listen to the afterglow of sunset.

Personal note: when you walk, you will be scattered, and your memories will fade;

Watch, you are tired and the stars are dim;

Listen, I woke up and started complaining;

Looking back, I found that you were gone, and suddenly I was confused. ?

I miss you, but I still miss you.

When I miss you, but I can't have you anymore.

Clearly have left, but meet again.

When we meet again, we can't meet and never say goodbye.

Space: sigh the fleeting time when flowers bloom and fall? What if love is a gift?