His smile remained calm.
Even though I know I have traveled thousands of miles, I still feel that the grass is delicious and the fallen flowers are colorful, just like meeting for the first time.
Who has ever understood the loneliness deep in the bones of someone's charming smile.
Who has ever understood the loneliness of someone who smiles like a fragrant grass.
Forgetting is just an inadvertent moment.
Just a few years. The fingertips are in full bloom.
The mood of letting no one bury it gradually withered in the desolation and was crushed into dust.
There has been a season of falling romance.