The world is bright and you are the only light that shines for me.
The day after he said these words, Jing Yu's light went out.
They were young that year.
They had a bright future that year.
That's just what they think.
The pear blossoms withered, and they met there.
The white snow was falling, and at a certain moment, they seemed to grow old together before bidding farewell.
The flowers have bloomed and fallen, but the smoke has not faded. Where can I see the smiles of old friends?
Intention: random