2. Sunlight penetrates my eyes and tells me that I am not alone.

3. Flowers bloom, tears fall, flowers are everywhere, but tears can't stop leaving.

After many years, I began to believe that some things or some people are just our commemoration.

5, get rid of the baggage that has been tortured for a long time, catch up with the bus that is happy and in a good mood, and bathe your heart with sunshine! Bury all the haze!

6, the past is easy to be cold, flowers bloom and fall to recall the clear autumn.

7, the world began to unconsciously emptiness, I with bitter regret and sigh, nothing to hide.

In the past, look at that pile of burnt photos.

8. Floating life is just a reflection. I once had a love story. As a teenager, when I was in love.