Most of the summer flowers have faded, and the eyes are full of lush greenery, which seems to have settled all the emotions. Without the heavy rain that ran in youth, the camphor trees spread across the sky, leaving tiny shadows of light. The night that passes by is full of wet fragrance. There is no dawn wind and waning moon, and even the years have never been gentle.
We are all fearless. At the beginning of the cross, we bet our youth to gamble. Even if it is a lie, we just smile and never look back.
We all said that we should live up to our age, so we should be together.
"It's a beautiful thing."
Jin Dahua once thought about how she could live up to this fleeting time if she had to do it all over again. Finally, he smiled softly and lost his words.