Afraid not to go deep, fear a big dream.
Past events return to zero, love and hate at will. Don't look back, and never do it again.
Don’t waste your new tears for the old sorrow.
They keep saying the right person will come along, I think mine got hit by a truck.
When we live more and more clearly, we lose some confused happiness.
Why do I like people who grow up by hurting me, and finally love other children with maturity and steadiness.
Don't blame others for their appearance. After all, the heart is too far away.
Familiar songs will be forgotten after a long time, and people who are familiar with them will become unfamiliar.
It’s not the other’s passion that hurts you, but the persistence of your illusions.
Quarreling is the most powerless catharsis; and excessive silence is overwhelmed by the calm shell.