The story without tortuous how can teach people to grow.

 

故事若不曲折怎么能教人成长。

 

光阴，与浅酌清唱间，风干了所有的忧郁，伸手，将那一抹融融的温度，收入掌心，便是一份沉淀的收获和闪亮；回首间，也许，时光静好，彼此安好，留一朵暖意在心间，如此，亦可。

 

Because you are the demons of my life,I volunteered to degenerate.