Her face shone with light, blooming like a dream.
There were dandelions flying all over the sky, and she said they were the sad tears of this plant.
Stretch out your hands and gently catch the teardrops floating in the air.
Dandelion is really a very contradictory plant.
It can be so tenacious that it can grow vigorously from the cracks in rocks, but it is also such a fragile plant. The wind blows and it breaks into stars in the sky.
I read in her eyes the strength that was about to collapse and the uncontrollable sadness.
But there is nothing you can do...
Sometimes destiny is like an amusement park, starting from the starting point is not to reach the end.
There is a parabola between the pupil and the air. This end is connected to tomorrow and the other end is the past.
It took us so long to get to know each other and fall in love.
Why did they let go of each other's clasped hands in just a moment.
(A beautiful story, with smiles and pain. Please come with me and visit the magic garden of love...)