Now people have a problem, the more love but not the more want, the more in the side, the less care.
I give you the thin street, the desperate sunset, the moon in the wilderness, I give you the sorrow of the man who has been looking at the lonely moon for a long time
Stay by my side, do not let go, do not run, I love you, you love me, we slowly become better.
Any dazzling girl you see in the crowd is stepping on the tip of a knife. You are walking on the ground, of course, not worthy of any light.
What has been lost and recovered will never return to its original appearance. How can people who are gradually drifting away be as keen as they were at the beginning
As I get older, I understand more and more the meaning of "passer-by". I'm glad you can come and I don't regret your leaving.
The weird thing about life is that the moment you are often moved by is when you are not ready. When you are ready for everything, it is difficult to find the moment when you were moved.
"I really like to call you, sir. The word "little Sir" is full of my infinite respect and love for you. "