If the moon finally comes out, I will not hesitate to be roasted by snow and ice.
Love is a kind of thing, sweet in mouth and bitter in aftertaste.
Eternal love, eternal memories, and short-term lovesickness have no end.
Where can I stay if I don't breathe?
My heart is full of bandits, so I can't turn around; I'm full of bandits. I can't get involved.
This world should only be loved by me and only known by you.
Silence, love, silence and happiness.
It is almost as difficult for friends to meet each other as the stars in the morning and evening.
Rivers are thousands of miles away, and there are clouds in Wan Li.