She was his first encounter, but not his most beautiful encounter.
She was the most beautiful encounter he had, but she was not his final destiny.
She is his final destiny, but she is not the one he wants to wait for most.
Flowers bloom in the wind, swaying wildly, but time is like running water
No matter how beautiful it is, it's still a piece of debris.
If you are lucky, you can freeze the splendor of that moment and leave a trace of warmth in the long years.