The cycle of years is fixed in this summer, looking at the sky to see the bright sunlight, and promises to give you my time. There are a lot of wonderful things along the way, and the most important thing is that we have been through countless ups and downs, and we have been able to harvest the happy memories of thousands of years. I am a conceited man, and I am hiding the stinginess of all the stories. People don't understand me, I can't see others. Some people say that my time is up to me, and they always think that I can do it two days a day. Memory has let a person envy to his style of writing and truly looks, but no matter how to change, I always are the eyes of others the best of yourself. And you, the fourth rib in my chest, right! That's my heart. You are my heart, I give you my time, and write the perfect world with you.