Slowly looking forward, slowly pacing, slowly thousands of flowers bloom.
Looking back fiercely, I shuddered in shock, and the beauty of glazed beauty fell to the end of the world.
He is the man who is closest to her but can never be touched.
She admires him, appreciates him, relies on him, loves him deeply,
But he would always smile faintly at her: In this life, I will take good care of you...
He is the man who is farthest from her but is always tied to her.
If possible, she would hold his hand tightly and return to the worry-free time they once had;
But he just said to her: I also want to give you this world...
In the East and the mainland, between heaven and earth, what can we hope for its eternal existence? In the dark, I just wish to enjoy it with you with a sleeve of clear wind and plain clouds. That's enough.