The philosopher once said that the sky accommodates every cloud, the sea accommodates every rock, and we accommodate every emotion, no matter the hazy mist, rain, or lightning and thunder.
They light up their heart lamps and look for a glass bottle in the reverse flow of time; they open their hearts and leave traces of memories in the days of cuddling; they have a temple in their hearts and cherish each other's warmth in dreams and reality.
However, happiness is always the most easily ignored prelude, and sadness comes quietly.
The sun is still shining, and there are only a few people. As time goes by, can the love left in the heart regain its original purity?