[Official small announcement preface series]
Preface
Missing, ripples.
There are generally two types of sadness in life, one is getting something, and the other is not getting it. The former is afraid of losing motivation, and is afraid that the dream already held in the hand will not be as beautiful as the fantasy.
As for the pain of not having it, most people must have experienced it. There are always people in life that cannot be forgotten, sorrow that cannot be let go, and the past that cannot be let go.
He always keeps saying that "he wants to look down on the world," but he is always obsessed with "not getting it". While wandering around, there was nothing more than a heart-wrenching pull. Gaining and losing again, losing and wanting to gain again, must be the most vicious curse of love. Who would show the pain of love to the public? It's just covering up and devouring it alone.
Who should I share my time with?
First love always carries a hint of ambiguity and a bit of shyness. The happiness at that time was always like a white pleated skirt blown by the wind, clean and romantic. And the sadness at that time was also a light sadness as pure as crystal. Time is like water, and when I look back, I realize that young love is so simple.
In love, in the time of longing, it is Chengbi's first love, joyful companionship, long-lasting lovesickness, lingering memories, and beautiful vows that people have fantasized about countless times. It's all too false.
In this street corner with dark willows and bright flowers, in the misty and rainy Jiangnan, in the spring day with the singing of orioles and the dancing of butterflies, I don't know who is drunk among the flowers.
Purpose: I hope that all those who fall into the rough spots of love can eventually come out of it.
