I don't care about anything in return-I don't expect tomorrow. When you started to leave me, I felt so helpless, so reluctant, so worried that I couldn't let go of the bits and pieces after leaving. It was still the same sentence-I missed you, I was leaving, you know, it was a night, with a lot of longing colors and a pale pull. I am real.
After you left, my heart went blank. Although the breeze is light, it can still carry fragrance. Although the sky is empty and Wei Yun is long, my heart is blank after you left. Maybe it's fate that we can only meet each other and not go the same way. Maybe we missed our love in the marriage book of previous lives.
Even so, you go your way and I'll go mine. Why am I so obsessed with this? Why is my heart blank except my thoughts? Just because our meeting was so beautiful, it made me despair. I'm afraid to say goodbye to you when you leave, or even meet you in a narrow way. When you left, my heart went blank.
Now I don't know whether you are happy on the other side of the wind or whether you are warm and happy on the other side of the cloud. Without news, I can only try my best to hold up endless thoughts and entrust Qingfeng and Wei Yun to bring them to you quietly, so as to empty my heart and let myself fall asleep in the blank. Just because meeting is so beautiful.
The age of friendship innocence in memory has long passed, and there is some distance between ideal and reality after all. Perhaps youth has passed away, perhaps the appearance has changed, but the concern in my heart still lingers in my heart. Far away, the intimacy of classmates.
Brotherhood, suddenly one day, you and I meet in a different place, push a cup for a change, and friendship is revived. What remains unchanged is you and me, and what changes is the distance. In the greetings of laughter and laughter, there is no trace of the past, so the friendship in memory, relying on telephone transmission, can not stop the temptation, but can not stop missing. In the bright moonlight, I let myself go again.