The sadness that everything has changed. Tell me about it.

First, the fate between us, no matter how hard we try, may just pass by regretfully.

Second, I even want to give you my heart to let you know how much it loves you.

Third, a smile is like a band-aid. Although it covers up the wound, it still hurts.

I am glad to reach out and touch the unreachable happiness that has nothing to do with you.

How can I blame you for making a mistake? I gave you too much freedom.

Sixth, time is unconscious, and we only know it later. Time is running out, and my heart hurts silently.

Seven, she still loves me, and I love her. Love is sandwiched between us, as if it ended without results.

I saw you in the crowd. Fate, I see you, in the crowd.

Nine, there is always a song that makes you fall into deep memories.

In those years, you said you always loved me, but now you want to be with her.

Don't be nice to others easily, because it will only make others think that your kindness is very cheap.

Twelve, no one wants children, after all, they can support their own days.

Thirteen, I admit that "separation" is the word I am most afraid of seeing now, whether it is friendship or love.

Fourteen, still so cold, still so strange, will not stay, do not want to recall.