Time Boils the Rain and Turns It into Flowers

After being full of worldly affairs, I reach the peaceful late autumn in my heart, and my life is reduced to simplicity and deeply hidden. The clouds are still as clear as before, and the wind is so calm that there is no experience at all. Simplicity may be in our nature. We are accustomed to this simplicity. Later, I still treated everyone around me with gratitude and the greatest sincerity. I believe that as time goes by, these will eventually become a part of life. Just let time boil the rain, and the wind blow the rain into flowers. Time cannot catch up with the white horse. Are you still holding on to the sleep talk in your youthful palm? When there is something on your mind, pretending as if nothing happened is experience; Here is a story that you may be able to read and meet your shadow. There is something in your heart, but you can still act as if nothing has happened. This is the pattern. This is a world where the bitterness of youthful struggle and the condescending vision may make you think deeply and wake up in the quagmire. From simplicity to complexity, it is the experience of the first half of life; From complexity to simplicity, it is a practice for the rest of life. I hope that after experiencing prosperity, my heart will remain as gentle as before. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.