Now is the most beautiful moment. The heavy door has been locked behind the fragrant smile. Who knows my lotus's heart? You, the destiny, are not here. Too early is too late. I can't give it. I let go. What I can't give, I also hope that others will give it to him, and I only need to look at him silently. You can forget a name, but you can't forget an emotion. You can forget a face, but you can't forget a longing. Maybe love only needs to find someone to love because of loneliness, even if there is no ending. Flowers bloom on the other shore, but there is nothing you can do in front of the bridge. Loneliness is like his shadow. Behind loneliness, only you know the flowers. The prosperity of a season is hidden in the darkest corner of hell. The flowers of Manzhusha bloom and the leaves fall, and the leaves bloom and the flowers wither. The flowers and leaves have gone through countless reincarnations but never meet each other. The flowers on the other side are blooming all over the sky, but here, the weeds are naturally in full bloom, unable to stop her brilliance. The young man is so handsome, no matter what he thinks, it is her. The world of mortals comes again and again, and beauty is lonely. Who can ask?