Don't Waste Your Passion, Use Your Favorite Lines to Write Our Tranquility
Love is meeting on the fate bridge, drinking a bowl of longing soup, holding an unchanging heart, and living a simple life, holding hands, and walking a lifelong road.
Fate is a romantic encounter, instantly merging each other's hearts into eternity! Fate, let each other know and cherish each other. The fate of the past life is destined to hold hands in this life.

The most romantic love in the world only exists in two kinds: one is the love in television dramas, no matter how greasy, it can make you cry. The other is the love you are experiencing, even if the other person is a pig, you can suffer until nightfall.
People are always changing, from childish to mature, from simple to complex, from direct and straightforward to roundabout, from innocent to old and worldly.
When you were young, if you fell down, you would cry and wait for someone to help you. In your twilight years, covered in scars, you wouldn't complain.
When you were young, if you liked someone, you would spend everything, and you wouldn't give up. After you've matured, if you love someone again, you would consider and think about it, understanding why you should let go.
You are changing, and the person is also changing, but often not willingly.
Passionate people become silent because they are being patronized; sincere people become fake because they are being deceived; persistent people become indifferent because they are being disappointed. Life is beyond your control! We are helpless!
Let's look down on the coldness and warmth of love, and open our minds to the warmth and coolness of feelings. So we don't need to say what others say, or believe what others say,Change is only for self-protection, self-warming, and crossing the cool love.
In the noisy world, we all need to settle our minds; I pick up a wisp of ink fragrance, gently stroking a lifetime of sadness, making peace with loneliness, and not regretting the rest of my life, let your passion, using your favorite lines, write our quietness.
