The stories about him and her include beauty and romance.
Childhood sweethearts, but there are some taboos that cannot be violated.
After all, he married her, but she still loved her.
He said that time waits for nothing.
But she said she was willing to witness him and his love.
[When the smoke drifts away with the morning light, the lake beside my pillow has dried up, the expectation has degenerated into waiting, and I say goodbye suddenly]
[When tears outline regrets, memories exaggerate sadness, and passing water is a metaphor for the passage of time]
[Finally we are no longer crazy about life and crazy about love]
[However, on the other side of youth, midsummer is about to become more brilliant day by day]
(Then let's go together)
Who said I can't let my only autobiography in this life be like poetry
[No matter how far into the future it is, reading every word is still brilliant]
[Let the sky explain the blue, the floating clouds define the whiteness, and the fallen flowers spread out into a red carpet]
Welcome us to the future, a wonderful and unfinished future
That kind of melancholy may be thick or light, but it is deeply engraved in my heart and will never be forgotten.
This article is also dedicated to my dear Guoer.
You are with me all the way, witnessing the passage.
Conception: