Praise Zhao's jingle! ! Black powder, stay away! !

You are a flower in June, full of sunshine expectation, and you can't help but remember.

You came to me from the depths of time, accompanied me through the impermanence of the four seasons, through the changes of reincarnation, and through the beautiful youth.

No matter how bright the sun is, it can't penetrate your eyes, and no matter how beautiful the moonlight is, it can't turn back.

After all, the full moon and the lack of the moon will be together, and the flowers will always be brilliant. Regret exists only to prove perfection. On this road, you won't be lonely.

As soon as you bow your head, you will amaze the time. As soon as you raise your hand and cast your foot, you are gentle to heaven. As soon as you turned around, you turned around and surrounded the forgetting.

You are a fire like the sun, and you are brilliant.

You let me look back at 3,000 games, which is crazy all over the sky, unscrupulous injury, persistent hope and gentle nostalgia.

I have asked countless times what is the best time.

Later I learned that having you is the best time.