Daiyu once lamented the sorrow of her life experience. Who could she bury flowers and sing songs to pity?
The buds are blooming and the flowers are floating, looking forward to the return of love. I will bravely venture forward and never regret it!
Clouds and mist are flying above the altitude, and the empty mountains are turning and the sun is setting.
In the reincarnation of the world, people are haggard, and flowers bloom and shed tears in March.
"Burial of Flowers in March" is the most authentic spiritual record of the three months between Silly Girl and I. When I really wanted to sort it out, my heart was complicated and uncomfortable. I received the returned email this morning. The photo frame was broken. I reluctantly took the photo out of it and counted the 16 and a half pages of self-reflection written by me.
This is enough for being a soldier. Sometimes I don't know what kind of stupid things I am doing. It is ridiculous, sad, and deplorable...
In the 180 days since I joined BingXinFlying, I have had a lot of happiness, a kind of happiness that comes from the heart. There have also been many beautiful plans for life, which have made the picture of life colorful. Soldier's heart always occupies my heart like that, making me concerned. However, when the reality is in front of me, I can no longer choose to escape. We can all have our own happiness with each other! Therefore, in March, all that remains in my heart is endless blessings!
Because this is a story that happened in Bingxin, I stayed in Bingxin! Tell slowly...
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