Carrying the moonlight and the longing for 365 days, step by step into your dream. Use the fragrance of a lotus to sew the parting together, cook the long-lost happiness, and warn to love you well in the rest of your time.
Slowly open the memory and hold it out of the country. Wherever the shadow walks, you can harvest the stars and moonlight, and the experiences and stories of harvesting into bundles will be exposed to the golden harvest by the sun.
These cannot become pride capitals. What can truly inspire you to move forward is to miss you day and night. When difficulties push hope to the bottom again and again, it is the love that penetrates the bones, which makes faith stand up again and again.
At this time, I just want to love you well, want to move in your eyes, listen to the cicadas in my hometown, smell the breeze in the fields, and lie in the arms of lovesickness in the way of grass.
Returning from a distant dream, the past is a mottled old painting. Every time a picture is mentioned, there is smoke from cooking, streams and rolling rice waves. In the distance when I lost weight, there is a kind of strength that is traveling through time.
I really want to hold your hand, hold the pure night, we pass through the short and long flow and enter the artistic conception of a poem. There are few people there, and the flowers bloom in my pen a longing love.
just want to love you well, in this far-reaching place. The loneliness of missing you can always follow the wind of the four seasons and find the touch of going home, and apply those stories of missing you to the moonlight piece by stroke.
