Promise not to say it casually
The road of life is long and fleeting
Days just keep going astray
And regret will stay with you forever
Children are not always what their parents expect
But parting is always certain
Quarrel and sad memories will not stay
Time is imprinted in memory, only warmth is left
The little white butterfly that survives the winter will become a little yellow butterfly
Parents and children are a cycle
as long as someone remembers them
death is not farewell
No one cares about nail marks left by wood
The annual rings are the proof of its existence
Heart wounds will heal
What remains are gentle scratches
Alas, after reading "Like Father Like Son", I came back to read this short review and I don't believe in "Never Stop Walking", people are really too complicated.
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