The four seasons cycle, the time is not old and the years are endless. The night is deep and autumn is strong. If you don't come, I'll leave. I only hope that in this beautiful autumn, you can run freely in the wilderness of time with a good mood like the fallen leaves of this season.
After the storm, Tianshui is in front of you. Out of the thorns, there is a broad road ahead. When you climb to the top of the mountain, the color of the mountain is empty under your feet. In this world, a star falls, and the starry sky cannot be dimmed; A flower can't be barren all spring.
April has ups and downs, people have joys and sorrows, and life changes. Every year, there are four seasons. In the long night, you can see the dawn, you can have suffering, you can have happiness, you can endure the cold winter, you can look forward to the new year without being dormant.
Time flies like water, I am young in walk on by, facing the wind and rain, and I don't avoid it. Perhaps, on a sunny afternoon, when we reopen this sealed time, we will spell out another dazzling memory.