Destiny is awe-inspiring. Its mystery lies in its unpredictability.
He thought that his life was destined to be lonely to the bone, but who knew that the beautiful and refined woman injected a touch of color into his pale life.
She thought she was just a passerby, but she didn't know that the wheel of fate had already turned.
When the beautiful and refined day lilies bloomed, who's eyes were surprised? Whose heart has it entered?
Ps: After reading too many articles about Yoshidian, I finally couldn't help but decided to write it myself. There are a thousand Yoshidian in the hearts of a thousand people. I just wrote about the Yoshidian in my heart. The persistent and regretless figure in the blazing youth has made me never forget it. When I write this article, I only hope that Yoshidian can be happy and get a happiness that ordinary people can easily get.
Hold your hand and grow old together.