That day, the kapok tree that guarded the window day and night finally bloomed, with flowers flying in the wind like a rain of fire.
The girl under the tree smiled, lighting up the endless darkness in his eyes.
She said, Xie Chen, please wait for me.
OK, I'll wait for you.
If we can meet again, I will make a kapok.
Weaving a cloud of fire throughout my life, just to bloom once in front of your window.
From now on, the strong wind will not move, the frost and snow will not break, and they will stay by your side.
Demining: Stories from schooldays to adulthood
The author's article a few years ago, the full text has been completed, be, be, be
But if you are like me, you think that loving to the extreme is HE
That's a different kind of HE
Like the ultimate love that transcends reality
Vigorous ups and downs, but still able to resist reality
I like more literary literature
Or if you want to have a good time and shed tears to relieve stress, you can try it.
Concept: Love can cross mountains and seas
