Nan Lan said,
"If I write down all my pain, will there be no more pain?"
"If I hadn't met Brother Dong, wouldn't I have met Zhao Feiyu?"
"If my parents loved me, wouldn't this happen?"
"But, that summer, that dusk, that boy, I still want to get to know him, but next time don't make an appointment at Changyang Reservoir!"
Perhaps, if there could be a white lie to cover those star-like eyes, she would live a good life in a village, in a yard with camellias.
But after all, the young man is like a red flower, pinned to his ears; the young man is a cloud hero, who does not enter the mountains and rivers; the young man flies around, she thinks it will be like an old dream!
Purpose: Prosperity, Democracy, Civilization and Harmony