Maybe we met too early and didn't know how to cherish each other. Maybe we met too late and there was already another person beside you. Maybe it was too late for me to look back and you were no longer waiting. Love stories always start too early or too late. They always meet at the wrong time and are separated in helplessness. Such stories are often entangled with infinite melancholy and a little regret. In many familiar scenes, there are emotions that have nothing to do with joy and sorrow. In those stories that are possible or impossible, being forced to come to an end is just a choice that can only be chosen by fate. You said that when the caterpillar sees the end of the world, we call it a "butterfly"! But I could never remember the moment when I emerged from my cocoon and became a butterfly. I could only see myself looking pale and haggard in the mirror. There is a big hole in my heart, and my days are always very tiring. So I clearly felt my vulnerability. The long night market street, the long walk and stay. Cafe. amusement park. square. Who cut off the longing in this place? Through the wandering lights of the city, I go to the old building you rent. Look at you from a distance and walk into the arms of the other side. I am still at the entrance of the dim corridor, guarding your happy smile and your brilliant awakening. You said that the dream was broken, and you would put away my sorrow. I said it doesn't matter, I just want to make a key to lose my memory. In those unforgettable loves, Papa is always simple and quiet. She lives in love, but has nothing to do with love. Sleeping Beauty, Cinderella, Snow White, and Rapunzel all have a prince riding a white horse who brings happiness to life. At any time, I will also hold a large bouquet of roses to tell you that you are the answer to my love. An ancient city, a simple and happy relationship, and then a long separation. That day, we went for a walk far away and looked at the scenery along the road. We sat quietly on the old canvas sofa and listened to each other's songs. They looked at each other indifferently, with empty and pale eyes, like strangers. You left before the end. Love is full of surprises and can be so unexpected. Is this fate? You left, and I stood there for a long, long time... In that world of feasting and feasting, I wanted nothing. Picking up my dreams scattered in the wind, how many past memories have become empty. The scenery is really too short and we haven’t seen Kimura yet. What did we miss? The deviance of life actually made me visit the funeral of my life regardless of my own danger, forgetting what kind of myself was being buried? Life is always cruel, and I make up for it by disappearing. The memories are all photos, but I always want to take them out and look through them. When the warmth is with me, I forget how the story can reach the end without you in this season. Sometimes I always receive some unexpected touches, so I am happily waiting at home and no longer living on the streets. Bring me to you, and I will no longer wander, no longer doubt those lingering and melancholy plots. At the end of the train, I will stop again in that distant and "unknown strange town". The stars are bright and the air is freezing. Where are you? I found myself in a panic and a little scared in the dark. I would rather blame the weather and use the weather to find out your determination for happiness. When the streets are crowded with people, I see white dolphins sleeping in the sky, red goldfish waking up in their dreams, and flowers in vases blooming. At this moment, I really want to shout to the sky: "Come on!" In this autumn Hibernate, throw away all the sad things, dance in a dream, follow the footsteps of penguins, follow the dance steps of dolphins, just like this, you can suppress the secret joy in your heart, but will you leave this road one day? I? Why do everyone look like you in my eyes? It's like those old dramas are being played again, and now I am completely miserable. No one punished me for what happened in the past, but I was allowed to create thousands of possibilities out of thin air, with my full persistence. , planted the flower of love. Whether it's shopping or drinking coffee, it's always hard to decide if the taste is too picky. It doesn't matter if you follow the footsteps and shadows. I miss you quietly every dark night. The young man's impulse and confusion of right and wrong, so I put you in the shadow of the night, and think of you silently when you are alone. Although it cannot be erased from my heart, the feeling that my heart has been hollowed out has been for too long. It has been so long that I feel like a fallen leaf. The blue sky may allow tears to wash away the traces of so-called true love.The "happiness" of this city has also begun to take shape. At night, the fragrance of jasmine flowers and moonlight in the garden fall on me. I stand in this square. I am not very good at giving up love, and I will never auction your feelings on the Internet. The temptation of chocolate has been missed the moment it passes through your fingers. There is an uncontrollable exclamation on the roadside in this city. That must be my sigh! Didn't you understand? An inadvertent wind blows down a bunch of trees receding beside the sidewalk. The dusk moves forward and the sunset cannot be chased back. I wonder what would happen without you in the tears of this autumn? So the raindrops outside the glass window are blurred, but they can't see through your appearance. How deep the love is and how deep the love is can only be measured by the rainbow crossing the sky. How long can a brief and beautiful encounter last? Picking up my dreams scattered in the wind, how many past events have become empty... There are too many other people's legends, but why are there no dreams of mine... If we meet again, will you choose me again? And will you pass me by? Starting from tomorrow, all the beauty will return to the city where you betrayed me with your wounds before it disappears tonight, and be the last angel in your relationship. If when I wake up from the dream, a moment of splendor may end the moment of dullness, I put on a hundred pairs of new shoes in this city, but I can't tell which pair is the most beautiful. The fallen leaves lift everything up again. Who can I meet? Just because that strange ring is our measure of "happiness", and our brief encounter was purely a coincidence, I'm afraid I have to return all the beauty to the angel tonight. After walking down the same street, I returned to two worlds. Talking about relationships in this world seems a bit extravagant... "The neon lights are dying at night. After twelve o'clock, all the encounters before today will turn into a yellowed history. We can act as if nothing happened as before, and this For a moment, we didn't have time to get to know each other again, and we returned to the original road and became two strangers in the same city." The warm string of time suddenly disappeared after the night came, and my body also disappeared like dust. . The scattered shadows of the rain only made my heart hurt more deeply... "Then; everything seemed as if nothing had happened. In the following days, I fell in love with others and forgot about you. When I saw you again, it was purely an accident." This simulated city always It makes me wonder, there was a cup of tea on the table and neither of us finished it. Now my heart is in another corner, looking through that window, but I can't recall it anymore. I don't know which year will make love last forever. The years we have known each other in reality, the longing in dreams, search for yesterday, open the long-sealed memories, search all the corners of memory, write these words for you, sit in front of the computer every day, my hands are constantly touching the cold On the keyboard, the story of my mood, my joy, my sorrow, your concern from far away, your blessing, the near sentimentality, and the far longing are struck. In the years when we had known each other, we had each other's thoughts, each other's joy, each other's trust, and each other's liking. In the years when we knew each other, I was filled with you every day. When I was with you, you were the only one in the world, and I actually forgot about myself in life. During the years when we knew each other, I would be surrounded by a sense of happiness every day. When I looked out the window late at night and thought about the direction of my life, at that moment, I felt melancholy in my heart. During the years when we knew each other, although I thought about you silently and recalled every word you said, in the face of the cruel reality, I could only pretend to know nothing. In the years when we knew each other, between chance and necessity, I was like the leaf blowing in the wind in autumn, the floating grass in the water, and the dead branches, which would eventually drift into the distance in the river of time. In the years when we have known each other, I wanted to seize the emotion that is readily available in front of me, and want to spend a lifetime with you. But can we really put the past aside and live together forever? In the years we have known each other, you and I have been like love and hate, black and white, love and hatred. They will always be opposites and will never become good friends. It is an unforgettable pain for you and me. In the years when we have known each other, I can't find any reason to forget you. Although I know where you come from, I don't know where you are going.
In the years when we have known each other, your happiness and sadness were caused by me. I want to share your sadness with you, and share your happiness with you. However, this seems to be the most ordinary wish, but in this life, it is not. It can never be realized. In the years when we have known each other, I have missed you, cared about you, liked you, trusted your trust, and it is so good to have you in my life. In the years when we knew each other, I tried hard to write my tears and longings into strong words, to transform my sorrow and concern into words, and to bury my joy and joy in my heart. Although I couldn't be with you, even though I didn't have the courage to face you, May you have me in your memories and have no regrets. In the years when we knew each other, you said that you longed for the life I gave you, and longed for the possessions I once gave you. You said you would never put pressure on me, as long as I was happy, but in the face of the reality that has become fixed, maybe , I can't give you everything you want. In the years when we met, you said you really wanted to live with me. You swore that if you had the chance, you would make it come true. You would cherish me and love me forever. My distant friend, Do you know that I was originally in your life, perhaps, just a passer-by who came and went in a hurry, meeting each other in an instant, having each other in an instant, just as I came quietly, and just as I went quietly. In the years when we have known each other, yesterday's meeting and knowing each other, yesterday's reluctance, and yesterday's concern for each other have become poignant memories. The passing of a relationship may mean the beginning of a new life. At that moment, I just hope that you are safe and happy. Still doing fine. In the years when we have known each other, I wrote this text for you. Thank you for the happiness you once gave me. Thank you for the joy you once gave me. In the face of the solid feelings of words, they cannot withstand the destruction of reality. In the years when we have known each other, I wrote these last words for you with my heart. Every word and every sentence represents the past of you and me yesterday and the reluctance of today. We may not be able to forget it soon, but life There will always be some things in China that are difficult for us to keep. Perhaps, there are some things that we should really forget about each other. Distant friends, distant concerns, distant thoughts, wave your hands, cut off all the cares and longings, and let everything be in the world. Freeze in an instant, everyone has their own place, everyone has their own excitement. Love is forever in my memory. Because of my cowardice and my bravery; because of my selfishness and my generosity; because of my abandonment and my persistence - I finally lost you. I know that you come to see me from time to time, because you said: I will never forget you in this world. I said: Is it forever? You say: Isn’t it forever? Whenever I think of these conversations in life, a smile will hang on my face: love, in fact, is forever in memory. This is the true meaning of life. It is another bright morning, the sky is still blue, and the few clouds are poetic, teasing the gentle sunshine, swaying in all the tangible world. The wind is still so considerate, blowing thinly and densely at the beginning of the day. Also swaying in the wind are those green branches that have woken up and have not been squinted by the direct sunlight and dozed off. I am used to turning on my computer at this time and clicking on my favorite song. Those songs with a touch of sadness and beautiful melodies will hit the heart, gradually opening the curtain of the heart, and what will appear is the long-lost touch in the heart. I think that at this time you are quietly sitting in a corner of my heart, listening to the sad and beautiful melody like me. In this melody, the wrinkles in the corners of our eyes gradually calmed down, and the smiles on our faces gradually brightened. We can hear the sound of the years retreating, making way for us to open a tree-lined path, allowing us to walk happily The pace is moving forward, always moving forward... The encounter is so casual, knowing each other is so tranquil, and cherishing each other is so bitter.
I stretched out my hand but couldn't wave it away. It turned out that it had already been rooted in my heart, dense and prosperous, giving rise to a stalk of lovesickness. But this beautiful lovesickness hurts people invisible, causing pain all over the body. I think that one day, when we meet again, we can be truly calm, and we can smile and greet each other: "Oh, you are here too." After all, among millions of people, I have looked up to you with longing. , I once tied all my joys and sorrows to you. Even though the flower of my love can only bloom at night, it still shines brightly. It illuminates me and burns me. However, at that time, I desperately indulged in the joy you gave me, hurting myself without realizing it. All I thought about was that you could look back and fulfill my longing for me day and night. The beauty of despair, how dependent I was then. Like a fallen leaf, spinning and dancing in the wind, so light and beautiful, but who knew that on the day it was blown down by the wind, it was already scarred. Today, I finally faced everything with a brave attitude. Today, I finally understand that there is no need to dwell on "what if" - "if I hadn't met you, if I hadn't fallen in love with you -" these are no longer important. I just need to know that in the most beautiful moments of my life, there was someone I loved. Although she has left, I will never forget her again. These two cruel words "if" always make people despair again after hope. The pain caused by love is so beautiful that I can go deep into it without knowing where I am going. It also made me understand that no matter which road in the world, I can't walk with you. And you and I will eventually hit the road again. When those injuries come, I know it, but I am also willing to do it. The cry with blood is always the most beautiful, isn't it? It was these injuries that allowed me to sing a beautiful song, which is the most touching song in the world. Yes, when I write these words, I am still sentimental, but this is clear sentimentality. I have never regretted it and never will. I quietly wait for the wound to heal, and then wait for the next tear, because I know that life has always been such a process of injury and healing. And this is my choice, my happiness, my ideal, and the best destination for my soul. I will not deliberately forget. I want you to remember my arrival and my departure. If you leave, you can be reborn and you will no longer regret it. I want to stay because this first experience of love is infinitely beautiful. I'm always listening to your voice. Can I say that I really can't forget you? Can I say that I really want to hear your voice? Can I say that this is a feeling I've never had before? Can I say wait? Can I say lt ;Where are you?