#Toutiao Creation Challenge# The sound of rain rising and falling outside the window, knocking on the door of the heart, the past is pouring in my heart, and the longing is still the same. Counting the spring and autumn again, the drizzle wets the memories in my heart, and the li

The train of time, there will be people getting off at any stop, but not everyone will leave their memories so deep. It’s so deep that time has passed for a long time, everything that has not faded at all, but unexpectedly it becomes clearer! In the drama of life, there are so many stories of joys and sorrows that need to go through. Not every story has an ending and will be perfect! Some people and things may appear more perfect because of flaws. On the contrary, some perfections are finally reborn and broken!

Accept all the years that have passed, don’t ask questions about stories that have no ending, fill the pits dug with longing with regrets. Some people will scatter when they are dispersed, and some things will be defeated when they are defeated. There is a period of time that has passed, but my heart hurts! Life is like the four seasons, without ever blooming flowers, nor is there always full moon. Although the wind and moon are beautiful, there are still wind, frost, rain and snow, and wind and thunder in the scorching sun. After a sudden rain, there will be rainbows, and there will be sunshine. How can dark clouds always cover the sky?

No matter who you meet, who you are separated, fate comes and goes, fate comes and goes like water, meets with fate, and when fate ends, it will be dispersed. When you meet, there will be a green wind when you meet, and when you are separated, the bright moon knows your longing, because your concern has not been broken and your longing has not been dispersed, then the years of the past have not left, no matter whether you are with you in your dreams or hidden in thousands of mountains, just meeting is already lucky enough!

There is no if in life, and the years will not look back. The cherishing of the past will not let down the years. The efforts of the past are worthy of the past and return the dream to the future. Now they are covered in a light breeze, listening to the sound of wind and rain. But this drizzle is blurred, but it is not the rain that wets the past and wets the sadness. The sound of rain tonight is accompanied by the past and dreams. There is a reunion in the dream. May the long night be clear and the raindrops are constantly!