The years were long, the monsoon brushed over and over again, and gradually the years dyed a wisp of white hair. The long needle of time turned around the end of the year, and there was another circle of annual rings. I never realized that time was in such a hurry, and I felt in, […]

I cry

Regret laugh in Spring Spring………….. To be continued praise (prose editor: drops of ink become wounds) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to […]