A light breeze blows a breeze
If the flower is given the function of speech, then what will be the first thing it says?
Will it remain silent, or will it pour out all its words (flower language)?
The pale sky was soaked in tenderness, poetic hazy, and covered with all kinds of colors.
From this:
a man, a city, a journey;
becomes:
a couple, a love, a life.
Some are destined to belong to the entanglement of two people, and one of them cannot leave the scene halfway.
Believing in fate?
Or is it that their hearts have never been separated?
Some people say that the frequent retrospection of the past life is exchanged for a passing in this life.
Then, he and she should have already lived in each other's eyes and hearts.
Lingering.
Until death.
Here, Cloud City.
Here, there is her, there is him, there is him, there is her ......
Here, perhaps, for others, is just a transition in life. However, for Su Yishu and them, it is a place to exhaust half of their emotions.
The sky is not old, and the love is indescribable.