March weather report in Australia

I broke through the defense at a glance, secretly loved the copywriting ceiling, and instantly became red-eyed.

Not all unrequited love is as beautiful as Luo Zhi and Sheng Huainan.

The whole world says I love Chang 'an, but I only love Chang 'an's scorching sun and want to be your cool breeze in April.

Secret love is like moss, inconspicuous, curled up and withered while waiting, and the wind blows again and again.

Everything I do with you is called romance.

I want to be your pillow book, the cat in my arms, my sweetheart.

You are not a nobody, you are all my weather and mood.

I will avoid novelty and love you forever.

Don't be stingy with your expression, in fact, I am very willing to listen to your thoughts.

If I am with you, if I get wet in the snow today, I will grow old together in my life.

When love is not perfect, I would rather choose without plum. No matter how beautiful the afterlife is, I don't want to lose my memory of you in this life.

I don't want us to be just strangers, you know, that's not the relationship I want.

All lucky and coincidental things are either destiny takes a hand, or a person is secretly trying.

I hide the stars until you are depressed, and decorate your eyes with them.

After meeting you, I feel like a bottle of coke, full of happy bubbles.

Your name is only two words. Although I don't make sentences, it has filled all of me.

I secretly love you as a friend, at least I won't lose you.

Every time I speak loudly from your side or accidentally meet you, I want to get your attention.

I have seen fireworks many times, getting bigger every year, but it is still the best year. You were there that year, only that year, better than every year.