Warmness is luxury-which is reflected by deep cold and hurt.

When one day I crossed the high mountain successfully with difficulty, perhaps  we might miss each other forever.

——To you

 “有人问我你究竟是哪里好，这么多年我还忘不了。春风再美也比不上你的笑，没见过你的人不会明了。”爱情里的鬼迷心窍，别人又怎么懂得了，有些爱在劫难逃......
人这辈子，最怕突然把某首歌听懂了。