The sky will eventually light up, no matter how dark and long it has been before.
People will eventually separate, no matter how much beauty and reluctance there was.
After dawn you will see all kinds of smiling faces.
What about separation? After they separated, the clouds covered the mountains, and there was no news from them thousands of miles apart.
The faces you see thousands of times every day may be forgotten in a blink of an eye.
Even though the world is windy and snowy, and the vast sea turns into a mulberry field, the forgotten wind chime rings in a silent midnight, like an old friend returning, with the same voice and appearance.
And I once loved someone, but then I never saw her again for seven years.
Seven degrees of spring come.
Seven degrees of autumn gone.
Seventh summer solstice.
Seven winters have passed.
But every time I see the sunset, I still think of her--because she likes the sunset.
Then I knew that I still loved her.
Her name is Guo Sijie.
Intention: The sky will eventually light up, no matter how dark and long it was before. People will eventually separate, no matter how much beauty and reluctance there was. After dawn you will see all kinds of smiling faces. What about separation? After they separated, the clouds covered the mountains, and there was no news from them thousands of miles apart. The faces you see thousands of times every day may be forgotten in a blink of an eye. Even though the world is windy and snowy, and the vast sea turns into a mulberry field, the forgotten wind chime rings in a silent midnight, like an old friend returning, with the same voice and appearance. And I once loved someone, but then I never saw her again for seven years. Seven degrees of spring come. Seven degrees of autumn gone. Seventh summer solstice. Seven winters have passed. But every time I see the sunset, I still think of her--because she likes the sunset. Then I knew that I still loved her. Her name is Guo Sijie.