Hatred makes people blind, love makes people sober.
The humble and helpless growth experience makes everyone become a hedgehog, suspicious of each other and hurting each other, leaving only scars in the end. The good times are the shortest and cannot be caught or kept. They disappear together with the dust before our eyes. Looking forward to meeting each other one day, but not expecting the pain caused by the reunion, we fell into the bottomless abyss together with thorns.
Our love is as bright as fireworks and fleeting like shooting stars, but that true love will eventually be buried underground and take root. In this life, let us turn into stars together and wander freely in the universe. In the next life, I would like to be the big tree in front of your house, standing forever, looking up to you, accompanying you, and protecting you!
Conception: