1. Do all people grow up in this series of experiences of relaxation and heaviness, joy and bitterness, hope and loss?

2. The river shines brightly in the sun, its even and fine ripples constantly pushing forward.

3. Death, this is not a separation, but a farewell, the most unacceptable farewell among separations.

4. The power of beauty is no less than the power of thinking. No matter how profound your thinking is, it may become common sense. There is only one thing that never ages, and that is beauty.

5. The white clouds in autumn are as gentle as catkins, drifting away in the distance. The dead leaves of the sycamore trees are flickering and falling in the autumn wind.

6. People of every era have their own pain, and pain is by no means unique to today’s teenagers. When you are young, you have a graceful attitude toward pain. When you grow up, you may become a strong person.

7. The sun was pouring down, and in the endless sunflower field, thousands of sunflowers with large and round flower disks were all heading towards the golden celestial body rolling in the sky.

8. Bronze is lonely. A bird has the loneliness of the sky, a fish has the loneliness of the river, and a horse has the loneliness of the grassland.

9. Time flies by, and I have transformed from a child in a world that is not dark into a girl who is calm and quiet.

10. The moonlight was very good that day, and the earth under the moonlight seemed to be covered with a thin layer of clear water.

11. The sunlight sways as the leaves sway in the wind, twinkling like countless fluttering gold foils.

12. The sun sank into the river inch by inch. The sky to the west is rose red. The birds returning from foraging are flying in the glow, their graceful shadows looking like paper cuts made with scissors.

13. After a night of clear dew in this forest, before the sun shines on the earth, every tree looks wet. The heart-shaped leaves and low-hanging flower disks, hung with crystal dew, make these sunflowers look very precious.

14. Now, Zhiyue suddenly left again. He didn't know whether all people grew up in this series of encounters accompanied by lightness and heaviness, joy and bitterness, hope and loss.

15. The long bamboo poles cast a straight and slender shadow on the river. When the breeze blows, they bend lonely and gracefully on the water.