My tears accumulated for four years burst in your fleeting figure.

after many years, I've been thinking, if this idea hadn't flashed in my mind at first, wouldn't everything have happened later?

Her beautiful smiling face is full of sadness at this moment.

In the afternoon, the sunshine was lightly sprinkled on the bluestone road. The old ladies moved benches and sat in the sunshine at their doorsteps, chatting, and occasionally vendors pushed tricycles and rang bells to shout.

we all have no time to make any choice or give in.

I often remember the sunny smile you suddenly showed me that year in the coldest winter in the south.

some people, probably because of each other's silence, can only miss it in the end.

many years later, I can't remember your appearance in the misty light, but I clearly remember the evening when the misty clouds covered the horizon. Groups of colorful butterflies surrounded you and me and danced a gorgeous waltz for us.

when we arrived, it was already in the evening, and the sunset on the horizon became a gorgeous haze, which faintly set off, and thousands of colorful butterflies danced around me and him, dancing a gorgeous and confusing waltz for us.

It's just that I didn't have time to tell you, and I'll never have a chance to say that to you.

I love you.

you have someone you want to protect, and so do I.

She loved him like that for ten years, but she was always unable to say it because of her timidity and inferiority. Now she has finally carved herself into what he likes, but he has always regarded her as my sister and best friend.

And those midsummer light years related to you are just like I put a conch in my ear and listen to it playing a distant and ancient ballad.

if love is will, vulgar life is will, and will is full of fighting, how can we bear the weight of love?

15-year-old Ji Yimo, who was ignorant at that time, didn't know that he hoped that the street could be longer and longer, which was the first love in his life, and he will never forget it for so many years.

Eighteen-year-old Ji Yimo thinks that love can bring infinite power, which is big enough to make him abandon everything and take his beloved girl away. But in the face of reality, he suddenly realized that his love was so tiny that even his father's slap in the face could not bear it.

He asked for a week's leave, and took Ruan Jin to wander around Suzhou. During the day, they walked through the streets to find authentic food, ate all the way, and visited gardens of all sizes. Canglang Pavilion was her favorite. At night, I went to Shantang Street to listen to Pingtan, and walked along the river in the clearly extinguished lights.

in the face of love, I am selfish after all, but who isn't?

Memory is the moonlight that can't be caught. If you hold it tightly, it will turn black.

without warning, my heart was suddenly hit hard. I thought that time had gone back so long that I had forgotten all the past events, but in such a sunny autumn afternoon, ripples were reborn in my heart.

master said that the smartest thief is to let the other side come over and get caught.

I held the cold wall in the corridor and squatted down slowly, hiding my face and crying. In a trance, I seem to see the beautiful woman in a black coat squatting in front of me more than ten years ago and saying, you are so agile at an early age, can you come with me?

Let all the secrets be silenced into a silent stage play.

and if time could be reversed to the moment when we first met, I would not deliberately leave a flaw for him to catch when I reached out my hand to him. Then, it won't hurt him.

Gu Zihang, who was slightly nervous and looking forward to this trip, stood me up. Now, I am sitting alone under the sky in Lhasa in September, humming his favorite song and missing him. 365 meters is the height I miss you.

I sit in a daze on the steps in front of the square every day. I like to hear the old man not far from me sing. He sings the same love song in Tibetan every day, and the wind and rain will not change. If you pass by him at this time, please don't be disturbed. Sit down and listen quietly like me. Maybe you can't understand what he is singing. It doesn't matter. The sad and affectionate tune is enough to hit your heart.

that January, I turned all the prayer tubes, not to cross over, but to touch your fingerprints.

that year, I kowtowed and embraced the dust, not for pilgrimage, but to cling to your warmth.

at that time, I turned mountains, waters and pagodas, not to repair the afterlife, but to meet you on the way.

There, the peach blossoms are in full bloom, and the sky is full of haze. He smiles lightly and calmly.

my joy can only be buried in the depths of my heart, only in my lips and teeth.

whether love is hope or destruction is actually only one step away.

one person's fulfillment is better than three people's pain.

At this time, the night was already deep, and the midsummer wind was blowing wantonly. Nari took me to the beige building like a fairy tale castle-Fisherman's Castle. Standing here, you can have a bird's eye view of the beautiful scenery of Budapest.

At this time, the spring is very strong outside the window, the yard is full of flowers and the fragrance is overflowing. I threw myself into the rocking chair and closed my eyes slightly, as if I saw the blond boy sitting in front of the piano with his fingers jumping, and there was a touching music slowly flowing out.

If there is an afterlife, I hope that we can meet in each other's purest and most beautiful time, even words should be abandoned, and there will only be clean silence and existence between you and me. Vows were originally used to tie restless hearts, but they ended up in vain.

In the past, their smiles turned into foreshadowing, but the truth is always so burning.

Let's forget each other in the Jianghu.

don't you see, in the dark night, my tears fell behind you.

You once said that some people, once in love, are like opium, and it is difficult to give it up. But you will never know that you are also the opium of love to me.

suddenly understand that a woman, no matter how much she gets, still can't prove that you are a happy person; But no matter how poor a woman is, when she is forty or fifty years old, there is still a man who is willing to stretch out his arm to make a pillow for you regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter. Then, you are a very happy woman.

We were originally from two different worlds. At a certain moment, I thought we could get close to each other, but after all, our little love song only came to an abrupt end in the middle of singing. Time can easily change habits, but the wind can't erode the memories that have been hidden.

sometimes we have no choice.

I thought, after such a long time, when I see you again, I can walk up to you indifferently and say hello gently. But at this moment, my heart still hurts badly, and the past that was buried in my heart surged.