A poem describing why it is so hard to forget after breaking up.

Once I tasted the vast sea, I felt that the water in other places was pale; Once you have experienced the clouds in Wushan, you feel that the clouds elsewhere are eclipsed.

Never think, never forget. It was originally written to mourn the death of his wife, so use it with caution! )

Never mind the flowers, even this bright flame of love, is it only ashes? .

The sky is not old, and the love is hard to break. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it.

I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq.

There is a kind of beauty that you can't forget when you see it. I haven't seen you for a day, and I want to be crazy.