Copywriting:
I look back inadvertently, but I don't want to keep it in my heart for a lifetime. She seems to be strolling slowly from ancient times, dazzling and gorgeous. Longing comes slowly, and in my mind, heart, and eyes, besides that person, it is still that person.
She remembered that one day under a clear blue sky, she received a painting of hundreds of flowers blooming in spring, with the inscription: "Love at first sight, infatuation again. After painstaking efforts, you can rest assured." Thinking of the distressed look of the man, she smiled foolishly. How could he be a leisurely young man like that, whom everyone said was "like a jade in a stranger's house"?
Not a second faster, not a second slower, just that second of encounter.