一个人一生爱的终归只有两个人:一个是自己,一个是自己幻想出来的人。那天写下这段文字:“一个人一生爱的终归只有两个人:一个是自己,一个是自己幻想出来的人。”有的人同意,有的人说我错了。一个女人说, There are only two people in a lifetime who love one after another: one is himself and the other one is his illusionist. The text was written that day: “There are only two people in a lifetime who love one after another: one is himself and one is his own fantasy.” Some people agree that some people say I was wrong. A woman said