I thought you knew everything, so I didn't say anything about pain.

You can't grow old together, don't let the snow stain you.

Occasionally, I will hear a song, see a seemingly familiar picture, smile of deja vu, and burst into tears.

The air soaked by rain is tired and sad.

It's a pity that you didn't accompany me to the end.

There is a grave in my heart, a place to bury widows.

If the heart does not move, it will not hurt.

I accidentally want to grow old with you.

Time won't let me forget you, I will only get used to not having you.

There are always some songs that make us cry. But in fact, it is not the song itself that makes us cry, but the people hidden in the memories.

I think, if I love deeply, I am not afraid of sadness, but love makes my heart become Leng Xue.

Gorgeous turn, just to put the tears that are about to fall.

Let go of you and quit the drama with no ending.

I'm just a passer-by who accompanied you crazy for a short time.

We will hold hands with others one day and forget each other.

Take a deep breath and practice forgetting you.

Piles of people, across my line of sight, I can't see you anymore, and you can't see me anymore.

A day alone. A person's life. The whole world seems to have only itself left.

Let yourself be scarred and cry.

I choose to let go and redeem my love for you with my heart broken.

Although you talk about my life, it still occupies my memory.

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