Life is like a dream, dreams are like life
How many people can know how to give up?
How many people can learn to cherish
What people tend to do is
When you miss the beauty of the sunset, you forget the splendor of the starry sky
If there is an if, will fate change?
Should we continue to persevere or make another choice?
Paw prints, dear readers, please leave them when you are done. . .
Thank you
It's all over. . . . . Hold on tight without leaving any paw prints. . . . . . . . . . . .
I've been a little lazy recently, so I started to revise the article, and when it's finished, I'll continue to update it. . . .
I feel a bit tempted. . . . . . . . . .
I feel a bit tempted. . . . . . .
The sky is vast
The sky is vast and people are hesitant,
Tenderness, confusion, and arrogance.
Only when the song ends do you know the sound of the piano is rising,
The falling snow buries the melting clouds and the dream mourns.