The sun shines through the willow branches and into the window eaves, and the stream of light is like color, which cannot hide the young love... All beautiful things are not real, they are just dreams and nothingness.
"Papa" the sound of rain can be heard outside the window. The clear raindrops are like the tears of a young man, hitting the window and hitting my heart.
The sound of falling rain, the flowing light falling into sleep, or the beautiful scenery of the four seasons are not as good as your sleeping face
Thank you for meeting me, hope you are safe
Intention: When a young man encounters the light, his heart is filled with the sun.