I realized that I was not alone,
Because the warm light is comfortable in front,
The cool shadow lingers behind.
A man squatted on the side of the road and watched.
I realized that I was not alone,
Because the cute puppy is licking my hand,
Not far away, there is a cheerful stream flowing.
Sitting alone on a square table reading a book,
I realized that I was not alone,
Because the lyrics jump with happy or sad notes,
I am the finger rhythm next to that note.
A person staring blankly in the mirror,
I realized that I was not alone,
Because I will find my Excellence in the mirror,
Although years play with wrinkles on your face.
A person leans against a big tree and listens to music.
I realized that I was not alone,
Because people in the distance are singing and dancing among the flowers,
My blood is boiling,
What's so sad?
A man went shopping with a bag on his shoulder.
I realized that I was not alone,
Because the streets are full of lively winds,
Many shops are taking a nap and talking about leisure.
The clothes on the bill tore my sleeve,
No one else has to pay the bill.
Lying alone in bed watching TV,
I realized that I was not alone,
Because the remote control is your slave,
Its obedience is the best comfort,
When did you go to bed,
Insomnia will help you record clearly.
Walk home alone,
I realized that I was not alone,
Home is a destination and a close friend.
A teacup,
A pair of chopsticks,
A toothbrush,
Wechat in the mobile phone,
A string of words without temperature,
Waiting for your reply.
The flush of the toilet,
Busy and lonely.
The ticking bell,
Will not appear lonely.
A person is like this,
If you spend too much time with your friends,
You will live in seclusion for a while.
If you are too far away from your friends,
You will walk out of the mountain,
Looking for a vibrant river.
A person's excellent modern poetry 2 makes all unpleasant memories go with the spring breeze.
Leave the memories in the same place and put them down quietly.
You and I come from different places, and a stupid aftertaste awaits you.
Secular desires can't keep the promise he made that year.
If it weren't for God's attachment and debt, how could we get pregnant?
I have long been used to lying alone in front of the car, away from the stars in the night sky.
The familiar smell is no longer around, and there is a place that has always been beautiful.
Imagine meeting another self in the street.
I want to love someone and be sad, waiting for a deserted city alone.
Both the perfect and the imperfect have waited once, but I'm afraid I'll wait behind closed doors in the end.
Why does the bright moon in the sky become round soon at night?
An incomprehensible movie, a incomprehensible foreign language.
I drank a few more beers and accidentally let the cat out of the bag about loving you.
Loneliness at the bottom of the sea, blue troubles, sadness in the desert
Your entertainment is boring, your eyes are painful and things are getting old.
On this quiet night, I was the only one thinking about one's exclusive memories, and one was waiting for another.