I also tried hard but later lost my enthusiasm.

For him, I lost my past and my present.

He smiled and turned around to say goodbye, but when he turned around he burst into tears.

Our love reflects the present and cannot see the future.

By the time I learn not to be willful, you will be gone.

If you feel that crying is too ugly, try crying with a smile.

I guard the world for you, but you wander around the world with him.

No matter how long a life is, it is just a story told by others.

That’s how easy it is for me to be happy and cry for you.

I grew my hair long, smoked cigarettes and decided to forget you.

Push away the people around you just to embrace the impossible you.

Try to fill up the days. Don’t remind me how lonely I am.

You are not truly happy, your smile is just a protective color.

With uneasiness and longing, I will listen to the wind and dream about what kind of dreams.

I will find someone who treats me well instead of someone I like.

How bad can I be that people keep leaving me along the way.

The cigarettes we smoke now are the lingering effects of our past relationships.

You don’t need a reason to fall in love, and you don’t need a reason to stay when you leave.

It is said that if you like someone too much, that person will not like you.

Even if your heart is broken, you are still the same person in your heart. This is love.

Who cares about your feelings in the long south wind and makes you forget your worries.

I know that you don’t need a reason to cry, and you don’t need an excuse to be sorry.

You are obviously old enough to want to hold on to one person until you grow old.

You used to say you loved her, now you say you love her.

It’s really ridiculous that you can’t even give sincerity in love.

The sky is the most beautiful when it is almost dark, and love is the most charming when it is not yet in love.

Even if I lose my whole life's affection, I can't get you to come back and start over with me again.

Reality has taught me that I don’t care if it hurts or itches, and I don’t care about it. I don’t care about it.

Because you are not mine, I am not even qualified to wait until you leave.

The story you mentioned most when we were together was the story between you and her and not me.

Why is happiness so harsh on me? It has passed me by several times.

What is sad is not the separation, but the feeling of missing you day and night after the separation.

Maybe I never felt any different after letting go of my dream, but I just couldn’t bear to cherish the separation.

It was a dream like a glass of clear water, but there was only my secretly twitching back.

I once thought that it was not easy to possess; later I realized that it is even harder to give up.

Three Lives, Three Worlds and Ten Miles of Peach Blossom is like wind, like rain, like flying sand, and as hard to catch as air.

No matter how much I cared about you, I was just a passerby from the moment you left.

We will all be happy in the future, but the person next to us will no longer be you.

Maybe it’s not you that I miss so much, but maybe just myself yesterday.

I suddenly cried because of a little grievance. I thought maybe it was the grief that had been accumulated for a long time.

The blurry city slowly flew out of my sight, and I curled up in your imagination.

Just like this, I feel sad for you every day in the dark night. Just like this, I feel dazed for you in loneliness every day.

Whose eyes were confused by the peach blossoms in that year's flourishing age, and whose eyes she lost in that year's conquest of the world.

If you fell in love with him when he was at his most turbulent age, you shouldn't blame him for not loving you alone.

The most painful thing in the world is not being alone, but having a circle of people around you, but making you feel like you are alone.

The saddest thing in the world is not that the person you love doesn't love you, but that she still leaves you after she loved you.

No matter how deep the love is, it will become shallow if there is no response. Just like one day you will find that I have not been looking for you for a long time.

If we don’t even have a topic to talk about together, I would rather just be friends. At least this way I can still enjoy all the feelings of liking you.

After all, I still can't resist her. After all, she was once the person you loved deeply, and I was just a way for you to erase everything she had in your life.

I once chased your direction and ran in your tenderness, thinking that I could go all the way to the distance. Unexpectedly, after you left, I could never go home again.