The beauty is like a painting, and her heart is like water
On the side of the water, the beautiful people are alone
Looking back at the Prime Minister, I suddenly realized
With just one glance, too many emotions are already mixed together——
Do you remember the first time we met?
The irises all over the sky carry my thoughts floating away,
When you look back, what do you see? And what can I leave behind?
Buddha said: Face it with a smile and don't complain. Leisurely, casual, casual, casual.
What is destined to change your life is only when that flower blooms a hundred years later.
PS: This article was originally titled "Picturesque Like Water". After locking the article, I thought about it for a long time, revised it, and finally decided that it would be better to start it again!