Time flies, time is like water,
Before we know it, we are getting old;
Looking at the gray hair on the temples in the mirror,
By lishun li2 months ago in Futurism
Not sweet words, oaths,
Not romantic, passionate and romantic,
But the quarrel can't go away, the fight can't break up!
By lishun li2 months ago in Poets
Going through the years like a song, going through a dull life, along the way, I suddenly found the word "choice", which is by our side all the time.