On the white paper, someone picked up a pen and wrote the words "The joy in my heart can hide the beauty of the moon"
The tail of the pen is free and easy, and the tip of the pen is flowing. The young man beside him felt happy
Later, he thought that he was really the joy of his heart, but in exchange for a word that could break his waist.
"Yan Yue, you are just a pawn"
"Even if I am your chess piece, let me be the most useful one.
The tenacity of the young man is integrated into his bones, and he seems to have such indestructible tenacity towards his lover.
"Chu Jing, when did you use me as a blade for you to swing at the enemy?"
"Never, you've always been the one in the scabbard"
The sword was flying fiercely in the apricot blossom forest, and the wind shook the nearby branches. He broke off a flower tip that still smelled of spring rain, and the raindrops on it slipped into his rough palm. He looked at the person beside him and called him softly. He brought the flower to the face of the young man not far away. The young man smiled brightly and replied to him, "Ah Jing, you said you should practice your sword well."
If you use sincerity as your blade and resonance as your armor, you will be able to carve a way through the thorns.
Purpose: Class is never the boundary of the heart. When different souls use sincerity as the blade and resonance as the armor, they can carve a way through the thorns of prejudice and let love become the eternal sunrise that breaks through all barriers.
