If life is just like the first time we met, why should the autumn wind draw a fan sadly?
It is easy to change people's hearts, but they say that people's hearts are easy to change.
The words of Lishan are gone till midnight, and the rain and bells at night end without complaint.
How unlucky is the man in brocade to wish for the same day with wings and branches.
---- "Mulan Ci, A Phenomenon of Ancient Juejue Ci, Cambodian Friends"
Life is like a parabola, and every ups and downs brings with it mixed thoughts. When every little bit comes together, the wonderful things will always be outstanding moments.
Her fleeting years are equally wonderful... Where she has confidants, friends and lovers...
Ps. I am in my senior year of high school, so I may not be able to update regularly, but I will definitely finish it...