When the sky bends eighty-nine degrees, the pain is poured out on us for the last time.
Know: know everything, know everything, understand in detail.
Who pressed the accelerator button on my growth and prompted me to peer into the world of children with adult eyes.
Who has closed the door of childhood and disappeared. Someone called me at the door. When I ran away, I was left with only a squeaking coldness.
If I can have 100 springs, then I will have 100 summers, and I can have 100 autumns.
If you think about it this way, a person's winter is not very difficult.
Wait, wait some more,
Slow down, go slower,
Please see the appearance of spring, listen to the whisper of summer, taste the delicacy of autumn, and feel the snow prints of winter.
Intention: Embrace love, embrace yourself