Youthful Years

Whether as Chu Xia, Xia Li Shang, or Yun Elegy, she could never escape the curse of fate. Her entanglement with Mo Yunxuan seemed to be destined, whether he was accidentally rescued by Chu Xia as Mo Yixuan, or Xia Li Shang was ordered to become the Crown Princess by an imperial edict, or she was reincarnated as Yun Elegy and became Mo Yunxuan's queen. All these causes and effects seemed to have been written in the rings of fate. No matter how hard they struggled with each other, they could not escape the entanglement of fate. Who is listening to the laughter that greets youth and the envy of the silence? Where has the beauty who once poured out her heart been lost now? Is it passing away in the lonely fleeting years? In the end, they are separated at the end of the world. Is the beauty sad for the passing years, or the beauty is lost in the passing years. When all the emotions come to an end, who is left melancholy? Flowers never say a word. If you don't understand the meaning of flowers, who are they crying for? Those messy and flying flowers are quietly indulging in the scattered fireworks. The stubborn remaining wings of wandering butterflies are also calling for the beauty of the moment between the falling meteors. The unforgettable memory shallows the tolerant and scattered trajectory of this life. The body that cannot stay for one more second in the morning light can only be burned and the unstained soul silently watches the fleeting years in eternity. Flowers never beg for mercy. If they don't understand pity, who will they be? Accompanied by the coldness of this season, they whisper misty rain in the alternating mist. This season after season, the theme of the time is confused, and I can't return to the original tranquility. I quietly stand in the back of the passing water, composing the sequence for the broken days and nights of lingering dreams in this life. The sound of the wind fills my devastated eyes with the sad melancholy.