The warmth of an embrace, when two hearts are close, is the resonance of our lives. We feel each other's breathing, and feel each other's warmth in the cold winter when the sky is full of snow, "I love u".
We are all homeless birds, and we will all fly to a wider world. But some people carry too many things. They are born in midsummer but stop in midsummer. The singing cicadas born in midsummer should be wanton but stop in summer.
You and I met when we were young and were speechless to each other. When we meet again, we recognize each other at a glance.
Autumn is silent, waiting for winter to come, and the fragrance of Xiaogui tells my heart.
The sycamore tree has been standing for a hundred years, and I have no words to describe my life to others.
Intention: I love you, but I can't go on with you and get back together again.