The pear blossoms in the Pear Blossom Valley bloom all year round.
Time is like the pear blossoms, which wither at dusk and unfold their stamens at dawn.
Scattered, countless tiny days slipped away.
Bai Yan burst into tears when she left. Su Jing, who had never comforted others, unexpectedly took her hand and walked to the oldest pear tree.
Boost your energy and jump up.
Bai Yan opened her eyes wide as when she first saw him, watching the white clothes fall gently and float to her side.
The snow-white pear blossoms were stuck in that black hair, and Bai Yan finally broke through her tears and turned into a smile.
Su Jing gave a rare smile, Yanyan, I will come back to see you.
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