Do you still remember that year, the camellias were red and the sea was blue?
"You are my salvation."
Tears wet the lines on the letter paper, and the ink slowly spread. In the mountains and rivers, it is rare to find a close friend.
I am so bored that I lie alone, and time flies by in a blink of an eye.
"In the past three years, I have missed you sometimes during the day, sometimes at night, and sometimes in my dreams."
Fortunately, it was still early.
If you work hard, there is always a way out.
"You have the ability. I'll wait for you."
Hmm. Maybe, this is the last chance.
Intention: Every step you take, whether hard-working or careless, has traces to follow.