Standing at the Bridge of Time, Waiting for You

In the early summer of that year, he saw her for the first time, with the sea breeze blowing gently, her hair swaying on her cheeks, a faint smile on her sleeping face, her head hanging on the rope of the swing, and a picture album in her hand. Such silence made people couldn't help but protect her... In the early summer in the south, the heat wave was already noisy, but because of his arrival, she felt a soft and refreshing wind in her heart... In the following time, with that person accompanying her, it was actually warm in winter and cool in summer...