Who said that beauty will fade away before the age of blooming? Who said that time will no longer fly as long as the time is shortened?
In the years when youth fades and matures, one confronts fate again and again and rekindles passion again and again.
My world becomes increasingly more splendid with your presence. When the lights dim, I look back and see that you are by my side.
Intention: Face challenges, move forward bravely, face love, and figure it out slowly.