There are many kinds of love, yours, mine, hers, thick or light, happy or sad. This is just an ordinary love story, meeting, getting to know each other, falling in love, separation and reunion. This is a memoir, in memory of those lost young loves, yours and mine... This is a testimony of youth, of those perfect and sweet loves, early and late...
The title of this book comes from this song. In my opinion, the simpler the relationship, the happier it will be.
The simpler, the happier
You talk about the way home
There are trees full of flowers on the road
In autumn, the wind blows and the flowers dance lightly
The sunshine will break into a lake
Strange cities make people want to cry
Once again, love has been let down
Can you see the future clearly?
Looking for the direction of the meteor
Can you find happiness?
The more scared you are, the lonelier you are. Who has to pay more?
The more we hide, the more we fall in love, the more we fear losing.
The older I get, the more I miss how brave I was when I was young.
When riding a bicycle, I laugh and cry no matter how painful I fall.
The simpler you are, the happier you are. Your heart is like a tree full of flowers.
If you work hard and love deeply, it won't be bitter.
The simpler you are, the happier you are. Your heart is like a tree full of flowers.
In the heavy rain, looking forward to a rainbow
The simpler you are, the happier you are. Your heart is like a tree full of flowers.
The simpler you are, the happier you are when you think about it again