When people leave, they leave behind happiness, leaving behind some beautiful memories

When people leave, happiness is left behind. Leaves some beautiful memories. Some leave false illusory promises.

We ache at the thought of those pleasures; In order to get pain, I forget the pleasure and complain. is proud Passion is born.

I do not know whether a man goes away with sorrow, but when a man goes away, no new joy comes from him; There is no greater sorrow!