The heavy fog covered my eyes and I couldn't tell the road ahead. But I know that at the end of the road, you will always smile. ——Luo Lingche
The hidden place of separation is as dark as the light and as deep as weak water. We are lost in the vast sea of people and cannot find our way back. The regret of passing by is like an eternal poem, cutting through the separate scenes. ——Qiu Yanxin