There is a kind of distance is very far, called the end of the world; there is also a kind of distance is very close, called at hand. Love two people, each other hanging each other miss each other put each other in the heart of the softest and warmest corner, even if the sky is the other side, but the shadow of the other side is also accompanied by their own left and right, the other side of the voice of the other side of the time haunting their hearts, perhaps this life is not possible to see each other, but the other's name has been written in the heart engraved in the marrow of the bone marrow dissolved into the blood, the fusion of the body to their body has become no longer important, only because of each other's spirit and soul has long been melted into one. For them, the fusion of the body has become no longer important, only because each other's spirit and soul have long been fused into one. So space, time, life and death can no longer separate them, such a distance is called the end of the world. You are far away, people in the end of the world; you are very close, heart in my heart. Life is short, only this life, but can be a limited life of happiness truly overflowing, a pair of eyes, obsessed with you; two lines of tears, drunken heart for you; a lifetime of love, no regrets in this life; two hearts, each other to the old. I have, a lifetime of regret! For you, no regrets and no complaints ......