Author \ Xu Zhimo
I am a cloud in the sky,
Occasionally projected into your heart—
You shouldn't be surprised,
There's no need to be happy-
It disappeared in an instant.
You and I met in the dark sea,
You have yours, I have mine, direction;
You remember it well,
You'd better forget,
The light that shines on each other at this intersection!
Now rereading this poem, a sigh of the established unchangeable life trajectory naturally rises.
The author compares the accidental meeting between two people to a brief meeting between clouds and water. There is distance, but it produces beauty. Will something happen between us? With a little anxious expectation, and occasionally some sweet worries. The brilliance of accident shows that accident is also a flash in the pan, and eternity is the only pursuit! Beauty is a distance, and love should be far away. So when we forget, will we drag each other down? Have you ever looked back and secretly looked at each other's backs? This encounter in the world, seemingly accidental, is actually the eternal brand of life!