Where love arises, spring grows and summer grows. The clouds and sunshine accompany each other, and the vicissitudes of life accompany each other.
The place where love ends is harvested in autumn and stored in winter. Wind, frost, rain and snow support each other, spring flowers and autumn moon support each other.
(Unexpectedly, I want to record these ordinary and beautiful things)
Intention: Write down every beautiful moment, fear of forgetting, have a memory