In the journey of life, time flies by like a white horse, and those fates that have crossed paths or crossed paths have also faded into smoke with the past, disappearing into the reflection of time. The past events are like falling flowers, floating in the old time. When I look back, I find that many details, painful, sad and warm, are still there. No matter how far you go, it will always be there. Time is long, and you may say that the city is still the same as before. Time has not carved too many traces on this small town. The small town still enjoys quiet time in simplicity, and still waits for the sunset in the place where the smoke waves flow.
Beautiful Pictures is a home for you to create creative pictures and for people who like to collect them. Bookmark, collect and share creative and beautiful images every day.
In the journey of life, time flies by like a white horse, and those fates that have crossed paths or crossed paths have also faded into smoke with the past, disappearing into the reflection of time. The past events are like falling flowers, floating in the old time. When I look back, I find that many details, painful, sad and warm, are still there. No matter how far you go, it will always be there. Time is long, and you may say that the city is still the same as before. Time has not carved too many traces on this small town. The small town still enjoys quiet time in simplicity, and still waits for the sunset in the place where the smoke waves flow.
Beautiful Pictures is a home for you to create creative pictures and for people who like to collect them. Bookmark, collect and share creative and beautiful images every day.
In the journey of life, time flies by like a white horse, and those fates that have crossed paths or crossed paths have also faded into smoke with the past, disappearing into the reflection of time. The past events are like falling flowers, floating in the old time. When I look back, I find that many details, painful, sad and warm, are still there. No matter how far you go, it will always be there. Time is long, and you may say that the city is still the same as before. Time has not carved too many traces on this small town. The small town still enjoys quiet time in simplicity, and still waits for the sunset in the place where the smoke waves flow.
Beautiful Pictures is a home for you to create creative pictures and for people who like to collect them. Bookmark, collect and share creative and beautiful images every day.
