With our painful memories...
With the weak beating of my heart...
Reaching the other side of sadness and happiness...
The name there——
It's called heaven.
——Luo Yi
I looked up and saw the loneliness of the lonely white clouds in the sky.
So we firmly lowered our heads and no longer looked at a person's blue sky in the distance.
Turning around, the wind messed up the too-long bangs, letting the sadness linger in one's eyes.
There are many flourishes and scattered scattered...
Will we meet unexpectedly around the corner of heaven one day? Will we smile and say hello to each other under the current sunshine?
The breeze passed by, and the grass swayed in confusion. The wind was not strong, but the distance was too far and I still didn't hear the answer.