I spent my whole youth, at the end of the world, carving that name.
It's hard to say whether we like someone because everything is pleasing to the eye, or whether we like someone and see that everything is pleasing to the eye.
Even if I like her, I can't bear to make you feel bad and sad.
Why don't you love me as much as I do?
I said let me walk in your life all the time, and then pray that you smile like the warm sun.
So I decided to spend a century with a thin figure standing in the wind screen, taking my time, looking at you with empty eyes, leaving a warmth to rely on.
I believe there is a kind of love called familiarity. I have been walking beside you, looking at your back, with empty eyes.
(2)
Where we met, people still came and went.
If there is anything that can make me resist loneliness without you, it is that you can pursue your dreams freely.
Past records, whose home is closed. Who bloomed the fireworks? The curtain call in the air was forgotten. Records, a yellowed book, stop and go, passing by happiness.
A lonely person will always remember everyone who has appeared in his life. The birds in the sky flew away with my sadness. So I remember you, you.
One person, one city, I have been sorry for you all my life.
I know your sadness is more than the birds in the sky, but I don't know how to soothe your sadness.
There is a sea in everyone's heart, which is where we watch the innocence.
The unstoppable pace, of course, does not dare to expect the future.
I thought what I was afraid of was the moment of farewell. It turns out that what I am most distressed about is reunion.
(3)
Who you meet, what kind of dialogue you will have.
Some things, like chalk, can be easily erased, such as scars and love.
Your sadness, I can't stop wandering.
If the heart has no place to live, it wanders everywhere.
Love, neither painful nor itchy, just stabbed you in the heart and left you without leaving a trace.
Knowing that you are fine is what I want; If I know you are fine, I have nothing to worry about!
Who knows that an encounter across the world of mortals turned all stubbornness into gentleness!
The distance I turned around became yearning, and the deep and shallow footprints behind me finally returned to the starting point, which proved my unyielding stubbornness again and again. I'm afraid I have no chance to say goodbye to you, because I may not meet you. I will leave the familiar place tomorrow, and my tears can't stop. I will firmly remember your face and cherish the thoughts you gave me. These days are in my heart and will never pass.
(4)
What can't be achieved and forgotten is called forever.
Disappeared past, songs sung, words spoken, people read.
But I can't bear to look back, so many, so many, that the absurd life with nothing now is even more suffocating.
When all the memories were buried, I was swallowed up from all around without any defense.
Sorrow is like a broken river, and I am teetering.
If all this is a grand and indifferent lie, then who is cheating, which makes my hesitation dim.
(5)
Year after year, I seem to have stayed here for a long time, but I don't want to go back to my original place after a few years. The buildings in this city cover the sky, and people's lives seem to be very relaxed and comfortable. But in my eyes, it's just gray. Clouds are blowing away, and the surface scenery can't hide the sadness in my heart. A person wandering, alone, even in the vast sea of people, can not feel the warmth. Five years, I feel too many endings. After all, we live in trivial reality, and regrets abound. Maybe from then on, time stopped. Never completely got rid of it. You can like many people in your life, but only one will be engraved in your heart and mind. Only one person will make himself the most practical. Only one person will make you laugh the brightest and cry the saddest. I used to think that some mottled past events have been blurred in my anxious heart. Unexpectedly, the previous agreement is still unforgettable. I'm lost. Are you still there?
I waited with a whole picture of youth, but I didn't know what would come. ...
I am too close to memories to forget those mottled times. I am like a naive child, hoping to pull my happiness out of the hidden negativity at some point.
(6)
Apple-flavored lollipop, he is always sweet, giving people a lot of romance and sweetness, but sometimes he is sour, maybe he will taste the acid inside at an inappropriate time. And mint-flavored lollipops, he always gives you a little coolness, as always, and he won't give you too much feeling or burden, which is unremarkable.
Record life, then a sentence, thrilling words, passing sentences, and then travel far.