Fragile as Sand

He is as cold as a statue, expressionless. He is the emperor of Qingxue. She was like a lake, calm without any ripples. Youth is like a dream, and time is fleeting. Is there someone in the depths of your memory who can make you daydream quietly? Fragile as quicksand slipping from between your fingers. Memories are like sand, silent shadows are like sand, what about vows... Will they also be like sand, unable to grasp... Qingxue is full of youth, with unique vitality in its youth. Qingxue's blood was boiling, and his blood was filled with pain. The so-called life is pain, like the beautiful desolation of the falling leaves. Life is like a song, but I can't sing it in a low voice. There are too many sad pasts in a piano song. I once tried to dream, but I could only fantasize alone.