Maybe our eyes are really similar. I have to look at my eyes more every day. Through my eyes, it's like seeing you. I liked my eyes very much before, and I like them even more now.
Dreams from Yanqin
[Clip 1] We are fen (well, I don't know why, but the premise of the dream is fen. Aren't dreams always the opposite? We will always be good)
[Clip 2] (...) You were lying down, and then I was next to you. We looked at each other, our eyes became red, and then we shed tears.
[Fragment 3] Then you let me lie next to you. This part was very pure, just chatting under a quilt. It seems that there are such and such fragments in my memory, but I forgot. I remember I said a few words, like it is like it. Where do you get so much play and restraint? I wish I could tell you about three meals a day. I also want to take pictures of kittens licking their paws when I see them on the road...; I am not a very good person, not too bad, let me give it a try...
Regarding this dream, I want to say, "His soul is mixed with light, like frost and snow mixed with strong wine, boiling into a pot of tenderness. The romantic words that I can't spell are just like the youthful spirit that I can't swim out in my writing."
I hope you won't be unhappy, I hope you won't be annoyed, brother, put happiness into the key points and recite it over and over again! Work hard to pursue what you love, I will always support you ya, don't be impulsive when doing things, think about whether it is worth it first, you know, we have been together for almost five months, ah, during this period we have cried, laughed, quarreled, and fallen out, but we are still fine. I thought we could not make it to where we are now, because the novelty has worn off over time. I am a carefree person, and my temper is not that good. You gave me all your patience and good temper, which moved me. No matter what the future holds, we live in the present. Although we are in the corner of the well, our hearts are bright. Everyone is suffering from unbearable pain. I can survive because there are two people in my life. A very important thing, literature and him, literature gave me the ability to think in the dark, and he gave me light. I have experienced so many joys and sorrows, and I don't want to tell others anything, because talking too much will really make people tired. Maybe I am just an ordinary passerby to you, but you are a ray of light in my darkness. Maybe you don't know that your casual words when I am sad will make me happy for a long time... Life + u = Love
From the love of a big sister for her younger brother.
Concept: Although the flowers will fall, they will bloom again.