If it all depends on fate
Why should you be obsessed with someone?
I am most afraid of breaking the thread and making it difficult to give up
How many dawns and dusks
Even if it is no longer shedding tears of sadness
And the haunting night
Those who want to go are still left with a deep sense of affection
There is no remorse
I knew that love hurts people like this
It's so hard to sleep
Why take it too seriously in the first place
I already knew that dreams could not last long
It is better to turn back than to miss each other
Why complain now?
Unless it's a game
Red dust let it be bleak
Who can break this love
Unless you put your heart aside
This life gathers and disperses with fate
There are several people who have no complaints and no regrets
