She stroked the broken hair on her forehead. From now on, her flowery smile would only belong to the person in front of her.
We made mistakes in the first two lives, complained in two lives, and suffered in two lives, but fortunately, passing each other for two lives finally gained us the hearts of the same people in the future, and we will never be separated until we grow old.
The mountains and rivers are magnificent, the palaces are like flowers, but they can't compare to her eyes and smile...
Intention: One flower, one world, one leaf, one bodhi, one life, two people