In the season of "Rose Funeral", we started our own "solo trip". We have gradually become "two kinds of tragedies", and we can only "sing" the once beautiful things, all of which are filled with "smoke and dust in half the city" "I like the pink letter raft you once gave me, and I can't see you until I want to be frivolous many years later.
My writing is not very good, I hope you can still be satisfied.