1, the cold wind is rustling, and many worries can't be blown away; Misty rain blurred, like tears in Iraq, dyed tea. Dip in autumn colors and draw endless vicissitudes like dreams. When I breathe, the cool air is cold in my heart. Boundless love has been frozen for a long time, and the sea is boundless, drifting with the tide. Looking back, whose mental journey is stumbling and endless.

Look back a thousand years ago, but turn around and disappear. Who missed who?

I hate your eyes, your lips and your hugs. I also hate that you make me laugh and cry, and that you don't like me. However, what I hate most is that I like you so much.

Sometimes it's not that I don't trust you, it's just that I care more than others and I'm more afraid of losing you.