If life were just like the first time we met, it would just be ordinary at that time...
Is fate determined by God, or is it hard work?
"The moon is hazy, and there is a pear tree in the drizzle."
She is like a pear blossom, smiling and ups and downs.
He is like the other side, between life and death, his heart is attached to one person.
He is like a plum blossom, standing proudly against the frost, but withering in spring.
…
In the end, the flowers fell helplessly.
Could it be that this fate has arrived, and the chord in my heart is not continued by my sweetheart.
Looking back from the beginning, the memory is still young, and the figure of the old man is hidden in the dark fragrance of the sea of pear...
"Still lost."
"Let me take you away."
The original agreement, even if it is far away, will definitely be kept.
May the two of you be in peace and love each other year after year.