There is a text message from her in his cell phone. She said, I want to write a poem for you.
Walking in the snow, you can't find any plum blossoms, it's a vast night.
I stand on a high place and look at the scenery.
The snowflakes flying all over the sky remind me of your delicate face.
Your face, your eyebrows.
Holding hands, holding hands and growing old together, there is no end to this world.
It was just a few dozen words, without any gorgeous decorations, and its literary talent was average, but his heart was filled with warmth.
He loves her and she loves him.
So, because of love, everything has reasons to accept and forgive.