Some things were futile, but we did them; some things, we knew they were futile, but we still did them without hesitation.
In those years, we were so young, so young that we thought love was everything, and we were so young that we didn¡¯t understand that in this world, there was a force called destiny In these years, we were so old, so old that we almost believed it The power of destiny, since it is still a little short, it proves that we are still young, young enough to still believe in love, and can surpass everything
Maybe in the end it¡¯s just a person, me alone, making a little bit of warm embellishment in the beautiful scenery of heavy snow, I hope this bit of warmth can bring the person I care about day and night, thousands of miles away, always safe , so and so, for me, even if it is frozen three feet and snowed over my shoulders, it is still sunny.
? Monday, October 22, 2012 (remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com