Still not used to farewell yet, still not willing to receive hugs only
Hate that God does not understand everything
Want to use misery as a proof that this coincidental encounter is more than life
Love crying, love messing around
Gradually get used to the fact that many thing are unpredictable
Saying farewell in a good manner, it is not as easy as one wishes
Just persuading each other, it is hard to meet each other and thus hard to leave, this is what it should be
Finally, still smiling
It's the most important
All will be well, I know
What is 'well', don't care too much
Not being bad means being good, the dismissed banquet cannot be forgotten
The skill of farewell, never fear that it cannot be learnt, just fear that it gets so skilled
Gradually finds out, all emotions are too early,
There are many things in life that are wasting time and effort
There are too many people leave without farewell anyway, there is nothing surprising
No crying, no messing around
The time and effort wasting worries, they are not necessary