Summer is not only about the warm sun, but also about young people who are as dazzling as fire. Countless days and nights in Pei Si's years constitute Xia Yu's entire youth. The sun shines into the window through the shadows of the dancing trees. The wind blew, turning the pages of the book. In the long midsummer, there are not only the noisy chirping of cicadas, but also the shy cheeks of the girl and the wildly beating heart. Love is tears, the tears that flow first when you want to speak, love is courage, even if tomorrow is the end of the world. But when I look into your eyes, I still have the courage to face it calmly.
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The sea of flowers spread all over the mountains and fields to the sky, and the rich red roses bloomed in full bloom. The layers of petals were decorated with fine morning dew, burning into a fiery wave in the sun. Xia Yu stood among the flowers in a simple white dress. The hem of the skirt was gently lifted by the breeze. The corners of the skirt swept over the warm flower stems, as pure as the moonlight that strayed into the world of mortals. Her skin was better than snow, and against the backdrop of the sea of bright red flowers, it looked even more clear and translucent. There was a slight smile between her brows and eyes, and her eyes were filled with tiny pieces of light.
Pei Sinian walked towards her slowly, his steps gentle, his eyes glued to her from beginning to end, and his heart was filled with heat in his throat. He stood in front of her, raised his hand and gently plucked a rose that was in full bloom from the branch beside him. He brushed the tender petals with his fingertips, carefully avoiding the thorns. Then he leaned over, his warm breath brushed against her ear, and he carefully tucked the bright red rose behind her ear. The eye-catching red petals pressed against her white ear, making her skin even more translucent.
Xia Yu was slightly startled, a slight blush appeared on the tips of her ears, and she raised her eyes and met his affectionate eyes. Pei Sinian's fingertips gently brushed her cheek, and his voice was low and tender, with an indescribable tenderness: "People are more beautiful than flowers."
A young man's promise is worth a thousand dollars. It is never a whim, but a determination that has gone through thousands of years. He swears to heaven and earth, and takes heaven and earth as evidence. From black hair to white hair, Pei Sinian practices it throughout his life. Xiaoyu is no longer alone chasing the light and shadow, because there is always a young man who follows him like a shadow. From now on, it is every year.
——Every year, every year
Intention: Love others and love yourself always