The End of the Flowering Period Has Arrived

I came to the human world, but ended up covered in wounds and disappointment. I hide the rose behind my back, wishing you a hundred years of worry-free life, but I can't stop my heartbeat, so I put the rose in your hand If time could be frozen, the roses would not wither, and the dusk would never leave, then could I sit in the wind under the tree and talk about romance? I love you. I am only sincere to you. I hope you can remember my words even if you have no feelings for me. Thank you. I look at you quietly, as if I first met you three thousand years ago. The sky filled with fire, trees and silver flowers is not as good as your Huimou smile The mountains are difficult to overcome, so who feels sad for those who have lost their way? When we meet by chance, we are all guests from a foreign land. I will bury the rose in the soil, wipe away the lovesickness, and give you my hatred I buried the rose in the soil and tried to renew our relationship with you. The strings of the piano were broken, and at the moment when the sound of the piano paused, love and hate were also wiped out. I had a dream. I dreamed that you did not go to the battlefield. I dreamed that we are just ordinary people, living an ordinary life. But when I woke up from the dream, I realized that I fell asleep holding your urn. It was my obsession that was too deep, and I never let it go... I had a dream, and it was a door that was ajar. You stand in the middle of the moon, covered in starlight, standing in front of you dusty. Broken dreams, intermittent melancholy, vague moonlight, unfinished love If there is an afterlife, I will have some leisure time and be a knight who travels around the world, reading swordsmanship while drunk, enjoying all the fireworks in the world, but we will still meet again in this afterlife. If there is an afterlife, please remember that the love in the book is what people yearn for. Even if there is no love, it is still a page with endless aftertaste. The story is not long and not difficult to tell. In four words, love cannot be achieved Intention: fun