The meeting in the years is full of whispering fragrance, and the sincere agreement with each other is the beacon of life. Although I hide the pain, bear the pain, tears from time to time, my fingers are endless, but the beauty after meeting is even sweeter and carefree in my soul. So beautiful, the memory is repeatedly turned and precipitated, accumulating into the most beautiful scenery in the years, which is the direction of love and the destination of love.