The clouds opened, the rain stopped, it was calm and the weather was fine, but my heart was empty.
The world is the most bitter, but suffering is involuntary; This is the hardest thing in the world, but it's hard to turn back when you love it.
To love a man is to fill the emptiness of the other person with your own.
I'm used to it, but I really don't care about anything.
This scene, sorry, I am romantic.
Say sorry to yourself, because it is difficult for other men to do it for themselves.
Once upon a time, I used the word once to tell our story.
I turned a deaf ear to your topic. As you said, your happiness has nothing to do with me.
How can those injuries be forgiven by apologizing?
Unexpectedly, we didn't even have time to say "long time no see".
From the moment I held your hand, you have been holding my heart.
In order to love you, I lost the man who loved me.
Getting old doesn't mean maturity. Real maturity lies in seeing through.
Only a liar is sincere in the world, because he really lied to you.
Growing up, the only constant is a heart that doesn't want to study.
The yearning that cannot be faded in my heart has become a persistent belief for a long time.
The man I love is not who I was at that time.