wet season. The green stone road is lined with fresh elm trees. There is rhythmic music on high heels.
You can't be so beautiful.
Who allowed you to be so beautiful.
You dance uncontrollably on the pier, it is the process of reincarnation of life. You are the most brilliant actor under the director's lens. You don't know how to cry, and you don't know how to hide your sadness.
And those who have been abandoned by their loved ones. Returning to the empty spiritual field, warming each other, and feeling the cold as if the world was frozen in the wind.
The people in the attic are doing their own thing at night. Couples hug, single woman smoking a cigarette thinking.
In the final picture comes your melancholy face, fading into the shadows and darkening, finally retreating into silence and darkness.
You know, it's only in the dark that you can find the light. It is an outlet from the bottom of my heart.
Those days that were once above the clouds, in those rainy seasons, seemed so precarious. How easily separated feelings, can not wait for a night. An arrogant man can never have a woman who loves. What a helpless thing, what a man cannot face after all is his own inner fragility and hesitation. He escaped from the room, but disappeared on the deserted street corner.
Our feelings, like the violin ringing in our ears at this time, are lingering, high and low, as thin as a hairspring. When Liu An was in the dark, he always happened to meet Hua Ming.
So don't let a cloud cover your eyes.
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