I like the feeling of driving at night, whizzing on the neon-lit streets, passing through the busy traffic, passing through the dim moonlight, as if I am speeding towards my ideal, leaving behind all the frustration and downfall. Behind him. Under the cover of night, what kind of mood and story does every person walking alone have? When unexpected love meets your life, do you have the courage to flee to the end of the world? Do you have the courage to break out of the fetters of reality?
I like such moments of solitude. In the car, I play "Lend Me" by Xie Chunhua (Lend me ten years, lend me the courage to flee the world, lend me the utterable vows) , Lend me to be as lonely as when we first met, lend me the freshness that is not afraid of crushing, lend me the fierceness and recklessness regardless of tomorrow, lend me a beam of light to illuminate the darkness, lend me a smile as bright as spring, lend me to kill the mediocre Feelings, lend me my indulgent sorrow and crying, lend me my heartbeat as before, lend me the comfortable mornings and evenings to quietly watch the time passing by, lend me the silence of silence, regardless of whether I care, ask, speak, or think)< /p>
The clear voice, flowing melody, and sad lyrics interpret hope, farewell, wandering, and wandering, making your heart surge in the silent night.
I was so determined to have a free and heroic life with the sky high and the sea wide, poetry and liquor, pastoral and mountain scenery, a courtyard, bells in the morning and drums in the evening, a love and ideal that would fight to the end of the world and never look back. However, there is a helpless moment, and a beautiful story has a sloppy ending. Maybe, my whereabouts in your life will eventually be unknown, and the good things I once had will end without a problem, but I will still care about your sky, imagining the blue sky and white clouds visible above your head, the blue sea, the soft wind, the The lush mountains and rivers, the singing rivers, all have your splendid figure. For me, one city, one person, and one past event are enough to fill a long life.