A rain washes away the bitter summer and the chirping of cicadas. The tired bird returns to its nest, I will take you home.
Ning Xian×Chu Qing
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In the midsummer of that year, haze almost enveloped the entire sky, and the sounds of collisions, screams, and piercing car horns accompanied him for five years.
It was another midsummer year, and his broken life was picked up piece by piece, put together, and carefully given to him.
The man said:
"Instead of sending red roses, what I want to send is crushed ice blue."
What he means is that the hope he sends is the stars and the sea.
Purpose: Live for yourself