I can't help grinding my face carefully these years. Will you still love Russia when I am old?

Being together will be more lonely than being apart.

How can a woman become beautiful without spending money?

I just want a warm love that doesn't betray or hurt. How can flowers that can't wait wither? And then it's been in bud! So there will be no withering and leaving.

Time will only grow old, but time will never deceive us.

Everyone tells his sadness in words, but the more he writes, the more painful he is.

The page that belongs to you has been read, and the protagonist on the next page has changed.

If we know the final outcome, will we continue?