I once wrote many romantic and beautiful short stories inspired by my feelings.
Combine them into sets here.
Love can transcend identity, race, and gender. Maybe love is the sympathy between two people, maybe love is a spark that bursts out in a moment, maybe love is a long-term companionship, maybe love is a silent confession.
But, the sweet-scented osmanthus is fragrant, and where are you when the storm is swaying?