He is his sun
But when the sun fell, it also lost its late night starlight.
He is sleeping in the past and cannot see the warmth of the future
He also wants to be his light, and wants to try his best to fill those two years when his soul was shattered.
Those two years must have been hell on earth. It must have been
He used his own method to keep him under the stars and the moon
Enjoy the flowers and see the clear and bright mountains and rivers
See the green mountains and never change, the green waters will always flow
But he still lost him
As if he has never come to this world
Like a mayfly, like a drop in the ocean
Everyone has forgotten him except himself
Keep him and his memory in your heart
light taste light touch
But one day he discovered that his sun
back
Just the way I remember it
Smiling and joyful
He finally got a chance to hold his hand
tell him
Passion is fleeting and passion is fleeting
He has missed him for a long time
Can you go home with him in your own clothes?
Pouring wine under the moon
Intention: Be positive and never lose hope