She and her story disappear into the sea of people, and the plains and wilderness may exist, but the gossip in the wind seems to be true but is false.
From her back to her warm palms, her slender hair leaves behind the beauty of her youth, and the dull monotony meets the colorful clouds. Zhao Ziliang is like a popsicle in a glass bottle in summer, with steamy old popsicles and a loud shouting sound.
Just like the scaly light on the horizon before dawn, it shines brightly in the heart and is clear from the beginning.
Perhaps to Zhao Ziliang, she is neither a soda drink nor a close relative of an old popsicle, she is just a piece of water that can chill people's hearts. If possible, she hopes to have a life-and-death relationship with Yi Jue and stay together forever. Then the dandelion waits until the spring breeze, the mountains meet the flowing water, the road ahead is long, and the years are not long.
Intention: long-lasting, peaceful