The falling flower man is independent, and the wisps fly together.
He and she lived up to their passing years and their encounter.
He is modest and gentle, embedded in people's hearts like the spring breeze and summer rain. He is as bright as the bright moon and as bright as the scorching sun. In her world, he wears the stars and the moon just to protect her from rain or shine. When he picks up the scalpel, he is a fearless doctor, adhering to the original intention of a doctor to always be benevolent and never flinches; when he puts down the scalpel, he is her escort, holding her hand and becoming the starry sky she looks up to.
She is pure and warm, like the bright sunshine, neither humble nor arrogant, with radiant eyes and a galaxy in her heart. She is behind him, fighting through thorns and thorns, just to make him worry-free. Small yet great, sharp yet restrained, she uses her ordinary identity to do extraordinary things and illuminate his world!
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