The world is full of turbulence and turbulence. Once I enter the world, time rushes forward. I am chatting and laughing about the emperor's hegemony. I am overwhelmed by the drunkenness of life.
The wind and dust...□... Can't be wiped out, and you are a mediocre person who will not retreat from your achievements.
Looking back at that moment, the unforgettable emotions, friendship and kindness will eventually be laughed away and disappear silently into the sky.
Life is too fragile, and the wind and rain in the rivers and lakes are too ruthless. A wandering life is just like a sudden moment, like the iris and phoenix grass on the riverside, the spring breeze brings fragrance, and does not wait for the summer sun to dazzle.
The lakeside where we first met was both the beginning and the end. Another broken promise is an eternal parting.