The flower language of poppies: hope, love that hurts him/her
Poppies all over the mountains and valleys were swaying leisurely in the wind, but they didn't know that they would never escape the fate of being uprooted.
Its beauty achieves a certain ambition of the fruit. People take advantage of this beauty and make it the source of evil, destroying themselves to make you remember, addicted, and miserable...
On the back of a photo showing Mount Fuji in the distance through a Japanese-style window sill, there is written the following sentence: "Biwu, you are this poppy, planted in my heart, blooming beautifully, showing an evil smile, my risky attempts, I can't extricate myself for the rest of my life!"
Facing the direction of the wind, not daring to look at Xu Jiaqian's Biwu, tears were already streaming down his face...
"If you hadn't looked back at me that time... We would still be on parallel lines and there would be no intersection. Jia Qian, if you let me go, I will let you go..."
Xu Biwu didn't dare to look at Xu Jiaqian. She wrapped the shawl tightly around her shoulders in the wind and left the way she came.
I still remember under the bedside lamp in Hemu Villa, the one who looked like both Knightley and Brandon, but in the end, the one who looked the most like him was Johnny Depp...
Intention: They attract each other, test, play chess, accompany each other and redeem each other... They cross the mountains, seas and rivers, blue sky and white clouds... Just so that they can see you again when they return to the original place.