The Flowers Are Blooming in Pinellia and Are Still Beautiful

I will never forget that boy, that sunny boy with a bright smile. Just because of that charming smile, goodbye is forever. Because my sunshine, the sunny boy who once belonged to me, had long been buried in that cold windy night. Lin Xia said, Mu Yan, have you ever loved me? You Zimo said, Mu Yan, is our relationship really limited to letters? Song Hui said, Mu Yan, when God closes a door for you, He opens another window for you. But, Mu Yan, if you choose to close that window with your own hands, will you lock yourself in the night forever? She didn't know what mistake she had made. She just wants to be with the person she loves. But when love is involved with family and responsibilities, then love is not just love. The feelings in boyhood are the most precious and pure, and it is precisely because of this precious innocence that makes these feelings as fragile as glass. It is fragile because it is precious, and it is precious because it is fragile. Lin Xia never knew that her relationship with the boy named You Zimo was so complicated, a relationship that was so complicated that it was difficult to understand. You Zimo knows that in the world of feelings, there is never a question of who is right or wrong, but only a matter of first come, first served. Whoever captures her heart first will win the war. No matter who you choose, it will be a harm to the other party. In fact, she just wants to choose someone to love well. Memories are sweet but also painful. The sweet thing is that when facing this dark and ugly reality, no matter how painful and sad it is, I will always be glad that there is still a trace of softness in my heart, which is enough to comfort the injured soul. The painful thing is that I know clearly that the person or thing it contains can no longer exist or be realized, so I can only extract it from my mind and taste it alone in the dead of night. We can't help each other, it's better to forget each other in the rivers and lakes.