Chapter 1: You are in my dream
The wind blows the leaves and the moon shadow dances
In the ordinary days
You It actually came back to life in my dream
Brilliant colors like a rainbow
Fairy tale-like romance
The difference is the ordinary and trivial real life
Times have changed, and the steps of the old people
From the winter of 1996
to the autumn of 2015
are still far away The familiar face in the memory
It’s just the clear blue sky
Meng Tingwei’s songs are no longer floating in the air
They are just silent like strangers
But behind this cold mask
The fire in my heart has clearly been ignited again
I really want to find the time when we first met
< p> That extremely delicate and tender feelingI wish I could talk freely as before without any scruples
Let the beautiful youth time appear again
Even if An intoxicating story
Still as fleeting as a shooting star
But I am still my true self
Even in the storm of lovelorn
It hurts my sensitive heart again
Everything
The helpless and helpless ending of a nightmare
I would rather let me bear it alone
Let me walk alone and silently in the wind and rain
And let me rise from the nirvana like a phoenix
Seek eternal life in the fire of passion and true love
It’s just that you will never see it
The tears in my eyes
As clear as pearls Chapter 2: The floating lines of poetry
Many memories< /p>
Still clear
Many past events
Still unforgettable
What remains unchanged is the original belief
What is old is My own face
My innocent and beautiful childhood
My longings are becoming increasingly blurry
The lively and romantic boy
has long since passed away
The yearning and passion of youth
Gradually become turbid and dim
Time flies
In the blink of an eye, we have entered middle age
No matter what The pen tip is thick and solid
But the lines of poetry have drifted away