Tear off a piece of sunshine and give it to others. The warmth of the world continues, and there is bitterness in the smile.
When the moonlight strikes, it is the solo dance of the shadow.
In the starlight, I understand that life is clear and simple, and reality is fragile.
Rugged vicissitudes of life, ignoring the monologue of the soul. A person's barren world, in name only, is extremely exaggerated, drowning happiness, and life grows in the monologue here.
Wind and starlight, engraved with long hair, become passers-by
In the dark, I understood myself. I didn't hesitate to shock myself and shout to myself: Life doesn't need "poetry and distance".
Ideal can't support the expansion of reality, and I don't know where to go.
Rain, wet cheeks, self-esteem scattered all over the floor.
In my heart, Fanghua was disappointed with what she didn't understand.
However, I still like the time when my fingers are clasped and my heart secretly agrees, and my hair is waist-high.
I want to shake off my feelings and jump, and don't let the people I love down.
Parting, memory is eternal, but always in an instant.