Who is Danqing beautiful for, and how many pots of tears in life? In this world, there is a kind of treasure that is always better than the second flower blooms, and there is a kind of understanding that is always better than the blooming flowers. Misty rain and red dust, everyone comes to the world because of love. I wish only that those who love will not experience the sadness of burying flowers alone, and those who are affectionate can have the joy of growing old with them. I wish only that, in the world of heaven and earth, flowers will always bloom as paintings, and flowers will fall into poems. Fireworks are fleeting, like a dream. If life is just like the first time I saw it, there will be fragrance without flowers in my hands, and my heart will be silent and affectionate. Whether life is a beautiful appointment or a sad journey, please always accompany your original heart and share your white head with your true feelings. As time goes by, there will always be wind and moon in your eyes, poetry in your heart, keeping a flower blooming and embracing a clear joy.