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"Booming" ... This thunder rang again, and I remembered it again, remembering that dusty memory.
it seems like a long time has passed. This seems like a long, long time ago.
"Are you okay?" I picked up the receiver and thought about this sentence which I have read many times in my mind, but I never had the courage. My slightly open mouth seemed to contain too many tears.
We used to be so happy and so unscrupulous. We can eat the Alps while listening to songs; We can cry and laugh together. Those days are still in my mind. I don't know, do you remember according to people? Perhaps, everything is like the lyrics "I miss, don't miss, and miss can't go back to the past."
the more it rains, the deeper my memories are.
some people say that people who get wet must be very lonely. I remember, at that time, we liked to throw away our umbrellas and walk or run in the rain. You know what? Actually, it was the first time I was caught in the rain. It is said that rain is tasteless, but there are too many strange smells in the rain that day. You said that you like rain, a kind of unreasonable love.
later, I realized that, in fact, you cried in the rain that day. You have never let anyone see your sadness, not even me. Perhaps, only rain can heal you. At that time, I wanted to be a drop of rain, even if my life was only a few minutes. Because, then I can see your tears and share your sadness.
the rain came and went quickly.
You go back to the smiling you, trying to hide your vulnerability and loneliness.
Tears turn into butterflies and stay in the field in your heart ...
Your walk, like this rain, leaves no trace, only adds some helplessness and sadness. What remains is not only memories, but also memories. "The moon is full of rain and shine, and people have joys and sorrows." I don't ask you to keep anything for me, just ask you to be good, good, good.
The sky is as silent as death, its blue and its truth are covered by haze. Is the haze in the sky your sadness or my sadness?
Rain is the interpretation of loneliness ... The taste is suffocating. It rained, and I said, "It's crying!"