
Song to wine
I don't want to live like this anymore
Who can find the drunken true self
You're still like that
Smiling and squinting silence
Never again
Don't tell me any more
The geometry of life
Who is stingy with this continued attachment
Not that I don't want to say
You're too results-oriented
Day after day
Drown yourself
Stop banishing yourself
Let the feelings wander in the desert
Sigh softly
You have never regretted it
Let the soul split into right and wrong
Little by little
End false promises
I can't believe loving you is wrong
Painful passages
A choice that will never be forgotten
Life never comes from anywhere and you must go back to wherever you go. It's like taking a bottle of water from Shenyang airport to Shanghai at noon and throwing the empty bottle in the trash at the door of the house. Some people say that there are many forks in the road of life, and every step is a choice. In fact, it is to complicate life, like a large tree with lush branches, and all the side branches cannot be compared with the main trunk. So there are only two choices on the backbone of life: forward or pause. There is no way to go back. There is also no option to go backwards.