Whenever I look back on my youth, those days are blown away by the strong wind like white snowflakes on the morning of a snowstorm.
—— Nabokov's "Lolita"
There were stars in the sky that day, and Zhao Ji looked up. The man's eyes were as bright as stars, accompanying her through the long sunrise and moonset in the future.
The sun was just right that day, and Bai Li saw Zhou Lu after a long absence. He had changed a lot, but when she saw his smile again, she seemed to have returned to that summer again.
There are only a few strokes, but the words do not convey the meaning, but the fleeting years do pass by us, smile slightly, and then slip away again.
When we come back to our senses, we are still on the road, and those dreams that are too beautiful and fragile are stopping in the past.
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Thanks to Ms. Wen Xin's prototype for providing ideas and timeline.
Thanks to "me" and "bai li"@ for cooperating to complete this article
Well... Thank you to the prototypes of the two male protagonists for bringing us this dream.
Purpose: Recognize the reality and study hard