Thin clouds make tricks, flying stars spread hatred, and silver men are far away in darkness.
They are like a grand firework. From brilliance to death, it is the fate of fireworks in their lives. In fact, after the fireworks bloom, you can pretend that nothing happened. Therefore, I feel that there are regrets in life, and there are four seasons.
Intention: You are the transition from my dark days and the misty happiness of my life.