Sometimes, you love a person,
actually just your own things, as a one-man show. Finally,
most people moving, but is yourself. But, have what relation,
not what you choose? You have chosen, again no tired to pain,
what qualifications say the regret.
有的时候,你很爱一个人,其实只是你自己的事,像一出独角戏。
到最后, 最感动的人,不过是你自己。可是,有什么关系,不是你自己所选的吗?
你选了 ,再苦再累再痛,有何资格说后悔。
