I could let go of you and the girl in those years, but I couldn't let go of that thing called my fucking dream.

If I am not strong enough to go to a beautiful and bright future with you, then I will never appear in front of you in my life.

Time is always mean, like blowing away dandelions from our heads, blowing us to different places

Life is like this: "A day passes with your eyes closed and then opened, and a lifetime passes with your eyes closed again."