I met you several years ago, at a certain place at a certain time, and we have been together for about a thousand years. We have been together for about a thousand years, with green temples ups and downs, and sorrow without restraint. If it's not love and hate, don't worry about each other. Love is meaningful, so let go of your dreams. I once remembered that after many ups and downs, the love passed away and the body was exhausted, the love disappeared, and the dream was thousands of miles away, but his face was still the same. The sky and the earth cry out in sorrow, and the immortal passed away on the crane to the west.
Alas!