The Road Turns White Tonight

Chapter 1: Written before the opening about butterflies

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Written before the beginning: About butterflies

Is there really such a person in this world that you must have? That person may have nothing to do with his beauty, his identity, or even how long he can stay with you. But you have no regrets in this life.

Yours is unparalleled in the world.

If so, please don’t let go of the hands you held.

Many years ago, Faye Wong had given up all her glamour, and was willing to live an ordinary and happy life in that courtyard in Beijing, doing laundry, cooking, and emptying spittoons. A few years later, she and the man broke up, and Lin Xi wrote a butterfly song for her. Even so, Butterfly was not a big hit on that album.

A group of butterflies sings of strength and loneliness.

No one has the heart to blame a butterfly that cannot fly across the sea. Give me a moment to love you, and give me a lifetime to see you go.

It turns out that the fleeting years are too long to count, and the flowers will be in bloom when they are in full bloom.

It turns out that butterflies cannot fly across the sea after all.

Like you my love.

Wenli.

Zhou Huaian said: Ye Bai, Ye Bai, do you really belong to me? Only if you don't miss lovesickness in your life, you will miss lovesickness, and it will hurt lovesickness. It turns out to be like this.

Lu Youyan said: Xiaobai, our love is like a journey. As the train station passes by, it turns out that no matter how beautiful the scenery is, there is always a moment when you reach the end. I was so carefree in happiness that even for a moment, I didn’t have time to say to you what people have said a thousand times. Love does not have to last forever, the fragrance floats just right, ruthlessness does not necessarily mean determination, I just want you to remember: each other's smiles when we first met.

Gu Yebai said: Yan, why don't you know that the moment you close your eyes, my world has come to an end.

Zhang Lei said: Yan, in this life, I will never go to any art exhibition again. Van Gogh, Monet, Picasso, no. That year I had seen the most beautiful painting "Butterflies Don't Have to Fly Across the Sea" in G City.

Yes, who said that butterflies have to fly across the sea. The moment of youth is not just the right style.

Therefore, when I break out of my cocoon and become a butterfly, I don’t want to be reborn, nor do I need to fly across the sea. I just want to meet you, even if my wings are broken and my life is broken, and I drown in your arms.

This is a story that is one part suspense, two parts novice, three parts sadistic, and four parts deeply affectionate.

Perhaps it is greed, the little butterfly wants to interpret too many things, such as first love, such as love, such as uniqueness, such as cherishment, such as life. If you feel the writing is a bit awkward, please forgive me.

Without further ado, I would like to send this short article to those people to express my gratitude for their companionship along the way. For those of you who have been reading this article. For those of you who have experienced first love and those who are about to experience first love, for those of you who watch for love, and for those of you who have people you want to cherish.

If one day, some people inadvertently open it and see the vaguely overlapping shadows inside, I hope it can make you smile. As time goes by, the sea of strangers will no longer exist.

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