Swallows Return to Their Nests

There are many lovers in the world, but those who get what they want are just a tiny drop in the dust. Thousands of sails passed by the side of the sunken boat, and when I suddenly looked back, I was shocked to realize that half my life had been like a big dream. Everything in the dream was just looking at the moon in the water and flowers in the mirror. Time flows like running water. Chang'an didn't want to be an afterimage in that big dream. On the curtain of the swallow's nest, like the rising moon, I wish to be a solitary lamp in his hand, lighting up the way for people to come. Copywriting: It was a rainy day. She had just recovered from a serious illness, but her husband had not returned home after going out to collect medicine. It was raining outside, so she put on a cloak and held an umbrella and went to the door to look for him. Before he went out, he saw Yu Jinghong standing at the foot of the steps. It is surrounded by gray eaves and black bricks, as if there is only a touch of white left in the world, like fresh snow. The rain in Cangzhou is heavy. He was wearing white clothes, his whole body was soaked by the rain, and his clothes were covered in blood. Standing alone in the rain, his skin was extremely white, his black hair was messy, his slightly pursed lips were not red at all, he looked sick, but his eyes were unusually firm. The wind blows and the rain blows. I don't know how long I have been kneeling here. I once broke down and screamed before the sun set. I see the green mountains without green, I see the flowers without color, I see the four seasons without feeling, I see the spring colors withered. Everything in the world is right in front of me, but I can't see it. I have been afraid and struggled, but I know that destiny is like this, and I have also compromised. Until someone appeared in front of me. There was a sea of ​​people, and thousands of sails passed by, but when they returned, they were still dressed in plain snow, standing majestic in the harsh wind. ------------------ "There is only one lone moon in her world. There is not much I can do. I just hope that they can accompany her for me when I am not around." On the way to see you, I passed through a vast snow. For many years to come, I never encountered such heavy snow again. Like parting, or like meeting again. [A tough girl with a smart and sober growth path ×The amazingly talented and thoughtful young man] Tips: Ignore, don't test, 1v1. Update the article quickly and work hard silently. The character of the protagonist is not perfect, so please proceed with caution. Intention: Hope is endless and time passes by.