Weibo: Show off the dark clouds and have many attitudes
Summer in Nancheng is always very long, long enough for a heartbeat to take root and sprout, but too short to wait until autumn to bear fruit.
Later, I often dreamed about that afternoon, under the sycamore tree, a young man wearing a white shirt walked toward me against the light.
We once thought we could spend the day and night together, but in the end it was just that we would never see each other again.
Intention: We once thought that it would last forever, that our love would never fade, but it cannot withstand distance and time.