Qing style,
The breeze is over spring,
If you want to vent your feelings,
Clouds and cranes fly in the air,
Want to be in the sky with love!
Ignoring love will leave a dark cloud,
Clouds stop at clouds,
Love hurts when you are infatuated,
Love hurts those who have it,
People in distress feel pain,
Love hurts,
There are various degrees,
What happened?
-Lonely Soul "Breeze"
The collection of the author's lonely soul
When young people are leaving me, what is there to remember?
It's drizzling and the breeze is still cold.
What keeps me thinking, what keeps me at a loss even in my memories, and what keeps me from seeing the future?
Are you too young, or are you getting old before you get old?
Once the loneliness faded, once the arrogance faded from the python in front.
Once lonely, it was faint, faint.
When the people around you are getting farther and farther away, the blurred eyes still see pairs of shadows, and then more ghosts begin to appear.
I am worried to hear that my relatives around me have started to talk about marriage for others.
When we started talking about marriage ourselves, I was scared.
When I suddenly found myself graduating one day, I was scared.
When I met passers-by, others began to call me aunt from my sister, and I suddenly felt so wronged.
Tired of school and study, thinking that the faster time passes, the sooner you can get out of the misery. Do you ever know that one day I really' walked into the sea of suffering from a stream'?
I don't want to admit that I am not a child anymore, but saying that I am a child will only make people laugh. Say that you are old, others will laugh at you for being too boring.
But one day, we are no longer young. What are we worth remembering?
On the eve of falling, it is sadness.
I hope there is a faint joy behind the sadness.