"Golden Threaded Clothes"

I advise you not to cherish your golden threaded clothes, but to cherish your youth.

When the flowers are in bloom, they need to be folded, but don’t wait until there are no flowers to break the branches.

"Golden Thread Song"

There is a slight drifting feeling. The books are covered with books, the west wind lingers leisurely, and the falling flowers have no trace. The lonely cold fragrance is given by the sky, and every inch is filled with thousands of threads. Blow it away without counting the separation. Why ponder and forget to fly back? No need to ask, this snow is an old trace. Who still remembers the hatred from that year?

I have known myself to be haggard all my life. Blow it away again, the string is broken and your heart is cold, and you feel lost and confidant. Recalling the past is the most enchanting, returning to the moon in the cup. Bring it again, the traces of dreams are faint. The fate of the world is always like water, and tears are rarely needed. How can we spend a lifetime of love? Don't be sentimental, love will hurt yourself.

Please accept and like