Chapter 248 (2/2)

Mo, Mo, mo.

Empty sad.

The memory of a young age will fade away no matter how unforgettable it is. When I was young, the person who was carefully placed in my heart, no matter how much care and perfection, will gradually go away.

Just because it's not a novel.

One more chance, one more time... Give me another chance and let me experience it again

However, no amount of prayer will help. Cardamom's years have ended. He is busy in life and can't go back.

After writing such a heartfelt emotion, Xia Weiwei's tears flowed down. Before, she clearly felt that she had come out of the shadow of ”five centimeters per second”, but at this time, she kept cycling the song single. When looking at this modern poem, she found that she was afraid she would never forget the novel.

While biting her teeth and scolding tianjingsha, she bought an extremely valuable hardcover collection version of ”five centimeters per second”, which contains the album of the book, as well as tianjingsha's signature and handwritten postscript

Although ”time train” is more brilliant than ”a flowering tree” in the eyes of those who have really read ”five centimeters per second”, in the eyes of those who have not read ”five centimeters per second”, this poem about secret love is undoubtedly written in their hearts!

How many people in secret love beg the Buddha and are willing to turn into a tree and grow on each other's only way. For each other, let their trees bloom. Each flower contains their purest love. I hope each other can feel such enthusiasm and taste my love for you when passing through such a flowering tree

However, ”when you finally ignore it”, the flowers all over the tree are no longer necessary to open. It all withers. ”It's not the petals, but my withered heart”. This situation is really like the fruitless female No. 2 in the article. I can only watch the male master get on the plane flying to a different place and burst into tears.

This poem ”a flowering tree” is really in line with the mood of some secret lovers. Some people even directly extract this poem, write it into a love letter, and then hand it to the TA in their mind.