A poem about the confusion and disappointment of love

No matter where your heart wanders/I am always here to watch/I cherish every smile of yours/Your tears break my heart/No matter how the years pass/I will wait for you until your hair is as white as frost.

Affection has been hurt since ancient times, and feelings have always been ruthless.

Above, he looked for the green void, below, the yellow spring, but he didn't find the one he was looking for in two places.

Teenagers do not know the taste of sorrow, fall in love with the floor, fall in love with the floor, and talk about sorrow for assigning new words; Now that I know what it's like to worry, I want to talk about it. I want to say I'd better have a rest, but I said it's cold and autumn.

No matter where your heart is wandering/infatuated/sentimental, it has always been heartless/I have been here, met the king/I have fallen into the ghost domain, and I can't see two vague places/no matter how the years pass/I wait for you to be as cold as a crane/I watch every smile/your tears hurt my heart.

Huan, don't give up, don't regret giving up.