There is no absolute fairness in the world. Fairness exists in the lies of the strong and the imagination of the weak.
He lives by feeling and by scenery.
His heart is like a white shirt, gently unfolding in a basin on a sunny balcony.
Well, I thought time and memory didn't move along a line, but rotated.
Love will only make people ugly and ferocious when they can't get it.
He can't bear too much hate, but he can't bear too much love.
Hey, I want to use my talent to fight against a better life except you.
There is always a moment when I stand on the dividing line between morning and dusk, which is the warmth you have never touched.
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