Maybe you have seen a wall of roses blooming on a late spring afternoon, in an alley, in an unknown place. You met a girl there and made a friend named Bai Yu. She is indifferent and looks at the world with unruffled eyes. You also look in that direction with your eyes wide open.
Maybe you have walked through a deserted street on an early summer evening, without the hustle and bustle of cars and horses. Behind you as you walk past, there are bright peonies blooming. "May Flower God", "Jianlicao".
You may have forgotten all this, but it's a good thing to forget. It's really a good thing. In that place, you saw creation and destruction, had a long dream about life, and suddenly opened your eyes, but the world still hasn't changed.
But you change, become overwhelmed, and become so hard to find the truth.
In that dream, the roses and peonies were in bloom. The girl named Bai Yu walked by with no expression on her face. Suddenly she looked back and burst into a smile that was far better than theirs.
"An ancient promise, an oath that transcends time. Nothing can cut off the bond and never look back." She said with a smile. "After so many centuries, I still can't understand people's hearts." His expression became more lonely.
"I don't want to forget, I don't want to forget you anymore."
What is the truth. Is there never a truth, something that varies from person to person?
Smile and listen to the wind and rain all night, when will the day break?
The future, the future, will eventually come. Sad and sad, you have to get through it eventually.