When Cheng Yue met his brother, who was six years older than him, he knew something was wrong. In that cold winter, we were all weak fireflies. This trace of warmth is each other's midsummer. All love goes both ways. We met in the mud, crossed the thorns, and met at the top. Under the spotlight, love is obscure. May you be able to overcome worldly rumors and rumors, and may lovers eventually get married. Watching the snow fall into white, but speaking sincerely and happily to your heart. Gentle and domineering brother
Intention: We struggle in the mud just to stand side by side at the top
