The wind also passes, the flowers are about to fall, and the fields are withered and yellow, leaving only a trace.

The days are also short, the nights are getting colder, winter comes and autumn goes, and warm spring is still late.

Sorry, sorry, sorry!

The world is thin, the human relationship is evil, the face is warm and cold, who is wrong.

Love is over, hate is hidden, only hope to forget, the past is far and wide.

Difficult, difficult, difficult!