The season has passed, and it is the spring of March, which should be a sunny and windy weather, but in Inner Mongolia, it is not satisfactory.

The never-ending northwest wind, and the bad weather. It's cold past the cold winter of my hometown.

It's two o'clock in the morning, and on the way back from work, the moon is high, but it's cold. Mixed with the oncoming cold wind, it was so cold that people couldn't lift their heads.

The moonlight on the ground is cold to the bones of men. At this moment, even the light the size of a match is enough to comfort me.

Sitting at the head of the bed, listening to the still cold wind outside the window, whistling, as if it was about to swallow everything. I'm thinking about someone.

It is said that when you miss someone, your thoughts will turn into a breeze and bring it to her, so as to feel your deep lovesickness.

I don't know if this northwest wind is close to people, hehe,,, I have been cautious all my life, walking on thin ice in life and doing things, and I dare not be sloppy.

I followed the footprints left by my predecessors, step by step, with great difficulty. Some people say, hey, you're wrong.

Some people say, you are so stupid. Some people say that it is right to believe in yourself. Some people say that advice is contrary to the ear. I didn't take it to heart and kept going.

Stubborn to the point of never looking back. She said, you are such a stubborn person to death. I said, yes! Life is a long journey, you never know who you'll meet at the next stop, how you'll meet, how you'll be separated, or maybe she'll walk you through the next stop, or more.

So, you don't know how you're going to be old and dead, like strangers. You put down your bags and weep along the way until the dripping tears are gone, and you pick up your bags and continue on your way.

Start another new encounter, acquaintance, and then separation. When one day, you meet her, you have the same destination, and you are happy with each other.

I simply took a companion and walked together. Along the way, you support each other, give to each other, you meet the most beautiful scenery along the way, experience the most unforgettable feelings, and quarrel due to differences, but the purpose is the same, that is, to come to the end of this trip together!

Someone once asked me, "How many people have you loved?" She asked, which one? I said, now this.

She said, "You're true or false." I said, "I would say, she would believe, and that it was true." If the past is a fact, why dwell on it?

If people don't know how to let go, they will lose their direction, and if the crowd doesn't know how to let go, they will break the hearts of those who love you.

If people don't know how to let go, they will draw the ground as a prison, and it will be difficult to move an inch. It's not that I'm too hypocritical, it's not that I don't have true feelings, it's just that sometimes your attachment can hurt yourself and others.

At certain moments, only letting go is being responsible for each other. Today, I said I let it go.

I can say all this without reservation. I'm not afraid of criticism, I'm not afraid of rolling eyes. Because most of these people are extremely entangled in a relationship.

Or just to show how loyal and committed he is. This kind of attachment is like chewing gum for a long time, and after a long time, there is no taste, and he vomits himself.

Even if you swallow it, it will be diaphragm for a long time. I start here and end somewhere. I was not afraid of everything, and I shed sweat and tears along the way.

Just to go more perfect without regrets. I would like to say, would you like to listen? Along the way, I put down some things and carried some things on my back.

Meet all kinds of people and tell different stories. Someone is gone, and someone is coming. I have broken the hearts of too many people, and I have been broken by too many people.

One day, I met her at a certain station. Her eyes are clear and moving, her face is full of unworldly things, and it is simple and distressing.

Because of this, I can get rid of the fatigue and scars of the journey. I don't know where she's going, only where she's going will be my destination.

I didn't have time to think about whether the road ahead was muddy, bumpy, and difficult. I just want to gently hug her, lie in her ear, and say in detail, for the rest of my life, I will accompany you!