Do you still remember that afternoon many years ago?
Do you still remember the fragrant bunch of heather I put in your hand?
Do you still remember the beech tree in the cozy woods?
When I come back to my hometown again, you are gone, like a bird leaving her paradise.
Have the dreams just passed away, leaving only the pale face and the lament of the dying heart like fading grass in the autumn wind? A new day has begun, but this is not the dawn that belongs to me, but a sorrow that is more painful than the dawn wind and the waning moon on the willow bank...
How I want to hold you again, Kiss you and protect you with my whole life, but I can't, just like you can't look directly into my eyes. Whose palm is protecting the little hand that I once held tightly? Is it still as warm as ever?
I dare not shed tears...
When no one is around, I read the poem I wrote to you, but everything is like a faded memory, with the scattered shadows There was only the unbearable loneliness and the echo of heartbreak under the silver moonlight, but I couldn't just lose you, my life, my love...
So, I showed you my of poetry. In an instant, I seemed to see the sorrow flowing from your eyes, but you just gently put down my collection of poems, so I knew that everything was too late.
It is a poem: everything is Mother's wishes... Tears blurred my eyes, you walked out quietly, I understand, I want to catch up with the love I missed, but behind you, in front of me, there is only a white water lily, quietly Floating quietly on the black Yimeng Lake. Water lilies, water lilies, ever pure water lilies, drifting in the darkness. So I jumped into the lake to rescue the white flowers. It was right in front of me, but the water plants in the lake wrapped my feet, watching the water lilies gradually disappear. But I was powerless, even though I stretched out my hands, even though I washed away the darkness and helplessness with tears, she still went away after all, like a white cloud, dispersed from my sight.
, from my life...
I said to my friend, your husband, I went to visit Water Lily.
What does water lily have to do with you? he asks. I said, I used to be familiar with it, but that was a long time ago...
Indeed, it was a long time ago...
I can't stay anymore, facing this In love, I choose to give in and choose sadness.
At night, I went downstairs quietly and let the night take away this guest who should not have appeared. After dawn, life will return to peace, but what about my life? Is there only escape and tears left?
But you appeared in front of me, wearing white pajamas, like a white water lily.
I know you will not come back, never come back. you said, almost crying.
Yes, I will not come back, never again.
I smiled, but did you see my crying soul?
With tears streaking down my face, I left, walking into the never-ending darkness.
In the distance, the dim light of Yinmeng Lake flickers, and a water lily floats on the black lake water, floating, as if waiting for someone, but also as if losing someone...