The life of the butterfly is fragile, even more fragile than that of a delicate flower.
But it only lives in the spring.
It is beautiful, it is free, it flies.
Its life is short yet fragrant.
(Gu Long - Liuxing, Hudie, Jian)
I'm just...
Dreamer
Chaser
Great shopper
Moody
... Just an ordinary sanguinist n melancholist ...