"Why do you like snow?" He asked suddenly.
I thought about it and said slowly: "Because... When it snows, I feel that I am no longer alone or alone. The snowflakes are flying and surrounding me, like a dream, the most beautiful dream."
He glanced at me, quickly turned his head, looked up at the sky, turned his hand to catch the white cold snowflakes, made a fist, and then released it, as if muttering to himself:
"There comes a time in our lives when snow falls in our dreams."
I looked at him in shock, unable to take my eyes away.
For a moment, the loneliness and dreamy expression in his bones hit my heart instantly.
Suppose we are facing each other across the sea, there really is such a place called Beiwu. The small town is close to the sea to the north and surrounded by mountains to the south. Surrounded by mountains and rivers, yin and yang blend together.
There used to be such a group of people: Su Yuan, Chen Feng, Bai Lixi, Hugo, Jiang Xiao, He Junying, Zhao Shengkui, Mo Lan, Xin Jie, Chen Jingyi, Shuai Ge, Xia Housong, Zheng Zhilong, Tian Cai, Zhang Wei, Song Yan...
Their lives, their deaths, joy and pain, happiness and sorrow...
If life is just like the first time we met, why should the autumn wind draw a fan sadly? The joys and sorrows of separation and reunion, endless tears of lovesickness; silly laughter, anger and anger, the long road to return.
(This story is purely fictitious, any similarity is purely coincidental)
Concept: What is love? It doesn't matter appearance, wealth, status, gender, age, race... But can love really defeat everything? Such as time...