People keep asking me, what is your favorite flower? My answer has never changed, lavender! Why? I don't know myself, I just know that it is it. I have read this sentence, some people can't tell which flower is better, but no one can replace it. Some people know its flower Language? It doesn't matter if you don't know, I tell you, that is waiting for love! She in the article is just like me, fascinated by lavender. Provence is a place that many lovers yearn for, and she, too, wants to take the person with whom she will eventually spend the rest of her life to touch her favorite flower.
I think there will be an ending that is neither sad nor happy, because I don't know what will happen in the future. I think he understands that once "I" is lost, he will never find "me" again. She knows that no one will stay for someone forever. Sometimes it's not that they don't love, they just don't like it anymore!
Li Qingzhao once wrote: "One kind of lovesickness, two worries. There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I only lower my brows, but it is in my heart." I don't know if anyone has experienced this kind of sadness. If so, then I hope it can resonate with you.
Fate is really wonderful. In the dark, it silently determines all the inexplicable beginnings, bizarre occurrences, and unexpected endings. It must be fate that she met him.