Flowers thank you for spring, rain drenched summer, leaves barren golden autumn, snow buried cold winter. What you see, I can't see, what I remember, you have long forgotten. The afterglow of the remnants of the sun, the cold silence of the morning sun, when it begins, when it ends, where it is reborn, what night it is. Wandering youth, farewell and oblivion is our destiny. #Micro Headline Day Sign # #我要上微头条 #