If you don’t have a chance in this life, why can you and I gather together by chance, and a touch of lovesickness is always in the sleepless night? If
If you don’t have a chance in this life, why can you and I gather together by chance, and a touch of lovesickness is always in the sleepless night? If
I have been pretending to be strong, thinking that I won’t cry any more, but now I cry more and more. A person is lonely, a person is crying secretly,
I like Zhang Ailing’s words very much: among the tens of millions of people, I met the people you met. In the boundless wilderness of time in thousands of years,