I never like to envy other people's lives, just like I don't like to regret my own life. You can find a chic green in anyone's memory, and there will be broken walls in anyone's garden.
My heart is broken, I regret, I escaped from grief, but I can't escape from myself.
If there is a chance, I can stand in front of 13-year-old myself and say a word,
I will not comfort a child who is confused by the world,
I will walk side by side on the narrow road, humming with fresh tunes That old song,
if you have tried what you should do,
leave the rest to life.
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