It is vague,like a breeze among flowers.The wind passes,and the flowers are content.

People will change, memories won't.

It feels like nobady ever known me.

Don't over-complicate things. If you hold them too tightly, they would shatter and your hands would hurt.

It's enough to have two luckiness in life –one is to meet you and the other is to have and to hold you till death do us part.