After years of baptism,
it is still so clear in my memory.
There is a name,
It is more than just a childhood memory.
She is like the sweet dream she just experienced last night,
with some sweetness;
like the ancient poems that are often spoken,
< p> Let the thoughts fall into confusion in an instant;She is more like a spokesperson for all the good things,
It is the true and pure privacy hidden in the heart.
Whenever I can’t help but think of her,
there will be ripples in my heart,
even though she and I have never really known each other.
Longing for love, in the sleepless midnight,
In the sleepy morning,
In the confused day and lost dusk.
I have longed for such a long time,
But after all, I dare not go too close,
I am afraid of being awakened from my dream;
I am afraid that I have already I have failed my original intention;
I am even more afraid of the scorching world of mortals.
I can no longer afford to keep the innocence of the past in captivity.
Just like this,
I am watching you silently,
I am enveloped in the desolation caused by reading about the past.
How I wish I could
touch you through the screen of my mobile phone,
touch that beautiful face
and the enchanting body,
And your long hair and every inch of lovesickness built under the long hair during the fleeting years.
Meeting may be a miracle,
I am willing to get acquainted with you again from this moment on,
If you never mind .