Early winter, when the rain falls and the cold wind rises, the weak dead leaves of the tree will eventually accompany the rain, and sink into the dust
is like a fate, saying goodbye to yourself and farewell to the four seasons...
The end of the four seasons is also the beginning of the four seasons. Between the sedimentation and peeling, the past stories must have faded away. And with a new context...
winter, it is formed at the end of the year, and it is born out of deliberate
, reciprocating in life, sinking several times, and abandoning several times, finally, love is hard to give up and thinking is warm. This is a faint power, leading the years of life, through all the unknown...
Just like, the winter rain tonight is colder than the white snow. It is just because of the bleak and desolate, which makes me hurt my heart. Looking back, I remember it all over the sky, and the snow is flying, and there is more romance and less coldness
Because there is warmth everywhere in the world and warmth everywhere, it is just difficult to understand. It is just regret that you understand
——Original by Xiaoyi (fortunately, your warmth has not changed)
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