Some dreams
Desert smoke. Night in a dream is another life.
Strange surroundings, strange characters.
Believe in the parallel space that exists.
The lonely soul fits the theme of the night.
The ideal fell into the abyss of helplessness and insignificance.
Begin to dissect the mysterious legend of fate.
Some of the dreams are vague and unclear.
Melancholy still haunts the promise of the past.
Life is light and thin, and it can't be weighted.
Fame and fortune are all under the sun.
The bustling smiling face is full of desire.
Some dreams continue to pretend to stretch.
Snowy
Yao Shiying. Condensed twenty springs.
Heaven and earth are harp.
Boiling snowflakes.
Enchanted kernel.
Fragrance from the skin.
A little bit of the emptiness that spreads emotion.
Your pupils dilate the night.
The crisp silver bell was hoarse.
After the snow. A fate that can't be escaped.
I followed a section of plum incense.
Walk towards the sunshine of the Holy Land.
Young people
Li Wei. He'd rather be a vagabond.
I don't want to clock in from 9 to 5 in the morning.
He gave me a key to his house.
I went to his house. He was often absent.
I drank tea quietly and stayed at his house for half a day.
If he's been home in the near future.
I'll know. I can smell the wind and rain.
I know. Such a breath.
It can breed thunder and lightning.
To be alive is to go on a run.
Wang Wenting. Life is a long road.
Time flies, time flies.
We've been on the move.
Towards the unknown distance.
The flame in my heart burns unquenched.
The wings of dreams soar into the sky.
We carry hope, we carry faith.
Be brave in your quest for the meaning of life.
The road may be full of thorns.
But the inner strength never runs dry.
We are not afraid of difficulties, not afraid of wind and rain.
Just for that touch of life.
To be alive is to go on a run.
Even if the road ahead is long and full of thorns.
As long as there is light in the heart, the footsteps will not stop.
We will eventually reach the sea of our hearts.