In my life, I have experienced green spring, midsummer, wild autumn and cold winter, and seen countless separations, joys and sorrows. You said that the world is too big, and you want to see the mountains and rivers of the world with me, but I find that time seems to be unsatisfactory. All the pain is immersed in your name, unforgettable, and even integrated into my blood. You said that you hate the noisy summer of cicadas because it is hot and noisy, and love the clear snow in winter because it is clean and long-lasting, so I personally made an ice crystal ball in winter, with eternal winter inside. You are very happy, and so am I. However, you married him that summer. The night was bright and the cicadas chirped extremely disturbingly. But you were happy, and I was not. Later, I went alone to see the landscape that neither of us had ever seen, but I found that it was not pretty. The light that you hate is always scattered in midsummer every year, while the severe winter that you like is full of snow, which is painful to the bones. You are no longer you, you did the most regretless thing in that hot season, and I am no longer me. I'm sorry, happy wedding, Ye Ge.
---Xiao Huai
Intention: I hope you can go home under the sky and clouds