Today I mopped the floor, and after mopping, there was oil everywhere. I was surprised. Didn't I mop the floor clean? Then I searched the house to see where the oil was leaking from. It turns out that my love for you cannot be shared with you, but I can be your best listener. You stick to your passion, and I will protect you and your passion. Seeing all the beautiful sentences, I feel that your face is hidden in them. Depressed people are at the bottom of the water, normal people are on the surface, and I am stuck in the middle. Reason does not let me sink, life does not let me float up. Peers: trapped by love, me: trapped. The summer breeze tastes like plums, and the two or three beer-flavored stars passing by. The most special romance is a reunion after wandering around. The throbbing of a young heart is like a midsummer night's wilderness. Play people for suckers, not completely burned out. A reunion after wandering around is the most special romance. The oranges on the tree and the leaves on the ground all have their own paths to follow. Compared to you, all regrets and missed opportunities are a kind of luck. - Daydreaming Me