The days you and I have passed
The falling sycamore leaves are floating in front of my eyes,
blocking your figure, that moment
Only I can see the tears falling,
However, your figure is still blurry,
That familiar outline has never looked back.
After dusk, the crowd dispersed, but the words in my ears could not be forgotten.
You have to go alone...
Reminiscing about the past,
The days you and I have walked
Looking forward to your most beautiful smile , after the mud
The flower buds and withered petals on the cliff listen to your comfort
In the drizzle, you cried
Tears for waiting< /p>
However, you never complained about my lateness
Why did you come slowly with a bouquet of flowers?
Leaning on the railing, smiling, and leaving quietly,
Holding the bouquet is your silent comfort
The full moon embellishes the vast starry sky, and under the bright light, your long flowing hair is about to fall
You I said,
There will always be a full moon in our night, but...
You want to leave, but you don’t want to leave any past behind
You don’t even look back ,
Still looking forward to it,
You will remember that you are willing to go with me...