A person looks at the sea, a person remembers, or a person thinks, the so-called etc., is just a kind of Fan Tao in life, sometimes it is a kind of hardship, and sometimes it is a kind of helplessness.

One person chasing, one person waiting, or one person's world, there are always some gains and losses, there are also some old people, a lot of helplessness, a lot of disappointment, just a kind of pale life, but also the last feeling.

One person watching the sunset, one person watching the sunrise, loneliness and despair, loss and wandering, is just a kind of old age in life, a lost grievance.

A person's suffering, a person's knowing, a person's disappointment, a person's understanding, how much love, how much loss, how much cherishing, how much parting, just a person in life, or a person in middle age.

A person, who can't say clearly, a person, can't see clearly, a person who doesn't know what to wait for, who doesn't know what to chase, who doesn't know what to lose, who doesn't know what to gain, and later, is still alone.

To be clear, it is a person, bruised everywhere, a person, a familiar stranger, a person's shadow, a person's old age, just a kind of familiarity and age in life.

A person, whether he is rich or poor, there is always a kind of warmth, helplessness, or often, there is always a compassion, true and false, there is a hope and protection.

A person's road, a person's flowers, a person's love, a person's touch, is the color of fate, or the attachment of memory, there is always a person hidden in the bottom of the heart, there is always a person who can not forget.

A person's world, a person's landscape, a world, a dust, how many promises, in exchange for a person's arrogance, how many oaths, in exchange for a person's indifference, later, no fate, no goodbye.

A person is so familiar, so strange, there is always a listen, in the eyes, hidden in the heart, there is always a love, hidden in the love, put in the hand, can not take out, cannot see, do not understand, by time becomes fate.

A person is quiet, a person thinks, thinks about yesterday, today, tomorrow, just a kind of understanding, a calm encounter, a person a sea of accidental goodbye, how much clutch, just a bondage, just a test.

A person is running around, a person is busy, a person remembers, a person is desperate, always so lost, always helplessly moved, looking back on life, it is just a bump.

A person's smile, a person's beauty, a person's letting go, a person's leaving, and then the song ends and people disperse, and then there is no chance to say goodbye, or a person who is familiar with life, or a stranger of life.

A person reads, a person loses, a person understands, a person partes, it is the sadness of life, but also the message of life, just a kind of free and easy, in the dream, can not be said, can not see through, do not understand.

A person, or a person, in a word, or a person's fate, there is always a peace with the encounter, and there is also a helplessness in life, it is the encounter of life and soul, weaving the shape of life alone, the end and the end of the play.