The hustle and bustle is only a temporary stage, and loneliness is the eternal protagonist, as if walking through a bright night sky and a sleeping dream through hundreds of millions of years
In this noisy world, we always pursue that moment of excitement and laughter, but ignore that loneliness is the eternal companion of life.
It's like a dream, with our longings, pursuits, and losses.
And when we finally find inner peace, perhaps, that's when we truly understand life.
Of all the goodbyes, I like to see you next time.
In this ever-changing world, every parting is like a baptism of time.
But among all these goodbyes, what I am looking forward to the most is the warm 'see you next time', which is like a magic key that opens up the endless anticipation and hope in my heart.
It is my deepest emotional sustenance and my endless hope for the future.
Looking forward to the warmth of the four seasons, I welcomed a moment of spring
After a year of waiting, in exchange for eight days of happiness.
This short-lived happiness, like a meteor crossing the night sky, is short and dazzling, which makes people feel emotional, and also makes people look forward to the days ahead.
The world is panicking, but for the sake of a few taels of broken silver, this broken silver a few taels can solve thousands of panics in the world.
The disturbances in the world actually stem from those few taels of silver.
This small silver tael has magical power and can resolve countless troubles and panic in the world.
Although life is hard, as long as there is love, you can find the strength to move forward.
Every Hour: I hope to spend time with you
At the end of the night, I always leave a light for you, looking forward to your return.
The moon is round, but it is not as bright as the stars in your eyes.
May I spend every night with you until the end of the world.
When I grew up, I realized that there is only winter in my hometown, and there is no spring, summer and autumn.
We all grew up in the river of time, and our hometown has left a mark of winter in our hearts.
Every cold wind and snowflake there is a testimony of our growth.
However, the spring, summer and autumn of our hometown have gradually been forgotten by us.
Today, we miss not only that place, but also that carefree time.
When I was a child, I was innocent, and I always looked forward to crossing the mountains and seas in the future