Brother is not a short scene of fireworks, but a sincere picture.
ymmqkbr.cnIf I can go back to the past, I will choose not to know you.You are full of happy fantasy of the future, he has quietly planned how to leave.

It's me who said to let go, and it's me who's most reluctant to let go.That's all for feelings. I choose dignity.It's not that I regret, it's that I can't face the ending now.

Flowers fall to do Acacia tears, broken read residual margin for the rest of life.There is nothing in the depth of sorrow.

It's all stories. It's all fate.
ymmqkbr.cnAs long as you can remember me, even in the way of hate.With a brush and a splash of ink,
I just want to write all my thoughts on the letter paper. I hope you can understand it one day and live up to my love.Drink alone drunk, drink flying snow, at a loss for another year.
However, after a season of bitter frost, when all flowers bloom in spring, a corner of the beauty is still blooming for you. Now, facing the sea, flowers are blooming and butterflies are flying. Flowers are like this, but butterflies are not butterflies who once loved flowers.Take a drop of dew in the palm of your hand, pray for the flowers to bloom, only wish this life just for you.