Under the shadow of the setting sun, the mottled years, the sunshine on the fingertips pour down and fall / Another time of youth / Tears / Fall inadvertently / Fairy tale / Flying / Touching the hair / falling / The end of the world of two hearts / A shadow of a flying star / Add a touch of sadness to the sunset / Turn around / Corner / Where to go / Like a red gauze / Falling / Stay for a while / The ambiguous years of the sunset /
Who covered her with bright haze in the autumn wind. How many times, in dreams, on that palpitating night, have relatives left and friends betrayed. Is the bet I picked up a conspiracy or a love? The days and nights I spent on guarding against it were no match for that momentary heartbeat that felt like the end of the sea. The shining light in Shao Ci's eyes turned out to be empty memories, or the happiness of holding hands.
A touch of cool breeze, a touch of mood, like a young flower passing by gently, beautiful yet fragile. In a corner, look for the breath she left behind. She turned around and made a decisive decision. Was it the injuries on her body that scared her, or was she afraid of being hurt in her heart and so she stayed away. Is March the season of indifference and fireworks that should be reunited? Is it another injury, or is it eternal protection?
This is a storm of love, a romance that has nothing to do with conspiracy.
The setting sun is setting, a beautiful story is unfolding