The winter breeze blows, bringing a moment of quiet snow.

It came at such a time, slowly, whirling, and falling into the arms of the setting sun. The sunset gets a moment of tenderness. And the snow has been warmed for a long time.

Maybe it's really a moment of infatuation, which confirms that what you get is always short-lived, and what you can't get is always eternal. At this moment, the sunset snowflakes are very much like lovers who are reluctant to give up.

But how can they control the things of the world?

The sunset will always sleep in the valley of the earth, but the snow will never reach that height, maybe this is fate.

Sunset and Snow looked at each other quietly, smiling, but full of tears.

One turned into a westward morning glow, and the other turned into an ice-like peach blossom.

Perhaps God loves and envy good things, or perhaps this is the end of good things: it has long been predestined, and it has long been led by the hand of God to a predetermined trajectory.

But the god of fate won't let them end there. Give them a chance, not to continue on the edge, but to let them freeze.

The sunset finally rose again from the valley of the earth, but this time, it was no longer the warm sunset of yesterday, but now it turned into a blazing morning sun. The two heavens of ice and fire are destined to be fateless.

It was dismantled, dismantled, and turned into a long stream...... Maybe it's because it's lonely, or maybe it's been lonely for a long time.

On the way, I met thunder, rain and dew, frost and cold, and it just made fun of them, regarded them as friends, and made them laugh every day. Maybe you don't cherish what you get, and you can't get it. They used it as a laughing pen, which made the sunset feel embarrassed.

Walk slowly, walk slowly, about the first sunny day after the rain. At some point, the sky was covered with a beautiful rainbow. It likes it, but doesn't love it.

But fate is like this, since you know each other, there will be a time to be familiar. They have been fighting for more than half a year, and they have slowly deepened their relationship. It wants to protect it, it wants to care for it, it wants to give it the happiness of being happy every day.

At this time, it suddenly woke up: true love is not a beautiful slack, but a slack at the same time as a voice I like you.

Slowly, the sunset fell in love with the rainbow. Although it also loves snow, and occasionally suddenly waves in the bottom of its heart, it understands that it needs to be forgotten. Although ice and fire are two heavens, they can't stop falling in love. Having no part is the biggest regret in life. Slowly forget, slowly fade out of the snowy world. Since then, I have lived a life of loving rainbows every day. Sunset wants to make the rainbow more gorgeous and confident. I don't want the rainbow to slowly lose its colorful brilliance. When the surface of the rainbow is colorful, when the rainbow is more dazzling, it smiles. The smile in the sky is the most genuine infatuation in Sunset's heart. It loves it... True love is like that.

It may not be the cutest first love, maybe it is, but the goddess of love has already annotated on her oracle:

"True love always belongs to those who know how to cherish it. And love belongs to anyone who has love.

The eternal shell test on the way of love, this is the karmic retribution of twisting and twisting five hundred years ago, only looking back.

Love, cherish it; Don't give up on love.

Love, because everyone's life is different, so everyone designs a different model of love.

But the righteousness of love never leaves its roots. Love is love. ”