The sun is still shining and smiling proudly.
There is only black and white in the world, so will there be a rainbow after the storm? If not, what is it? If so, is it still a seven-color rainbow?
Naughty elves on the boulevard danced gracefully in her world. The happiness on the cheeks makes people have a heart-pounding desire!
Fireworks, happy explosion all over the sky, see her eyes are reluctant to blink, with yellow flower print upside down.
Between time and reality, youth and beauty are as fragile as air-dried paper.
Tears are meaningless and useless liquids. People who cry are stupid and sad.
Time is a good medicine.
The gap between people is always stronger than the tacit understanding.
Yellow leaves came at me with the drizzle, and I enjoyed the breeze blowing my flying hair. ..
A cool breeze blows gently, accompanied by a touch of sadness. ..
Every morning is like a loud slap, reminding me that if I don't learn to forget, I will bear despair.
It turns out that the reason for loneliness is despair.
The only one in the world, the favored one in the world.
Dear ┛ 𗍿 The sad thing about sunflower is that she likes sunflower. Sunflowers like the sun.
Dear, that sunflower is destined not to belong to me, because I am not the sun, I am just a flower named the sun.
╰つFor me, your love is just a beautiful bubble. I was so fascinated by it that I forgot that it would eventually break.
Artistic conception is always sweet. The aftertaste is always sour.
Stories, I always can't write a happy ending.
Life is a journey of joys and sorrows, with no end at the beginning.