Think about it at night and think back to that year.
"All things must come to an end", you wrote this sentence on the last letter raft with the heaviest and most attached style. A simple sentence is enough for me to remember.
Broken walls in the ancient town is deep and shallow, and my thoughts are like tangled vines, which grow bigger and bigger. "Can you forget?" A faint sentence has evoked a lot of worries. You smile, and the swaying skirt is accompanied by your leaving figure. I know that we are separated by a long corridor, and we can only see each other's seemingly absent figures, just like the reflection in the lake. Moon in the water, can I pick you up from the water and hold you tightly in my arms?
The moonlight shines on the west bridge, and the water waves surge. Once met, under the clear and soft light; On a summer night dotted with fireflies; In the gurgling sound of running water. Just like your tenderness.
If you see the mottled shadows in front of the window one night, it will remind you of your thoughts. If one day, an autumn leaf falls on your page, will you see me writing my thoughts on it? If one day, I am surprised to find that you sent me a postcard, I may read your tenderness and your thoughts? Just like your tenderness, flowers are blooming on the other side.
I still remember that day, under the setting sun, we rode the wind, and the sadness was boundless. The afterglow is like a broken golden jade, scattered in the water and broken all over the floor. There is another kind of brilliance hidden in your eyes, otherwise I dare not look directly at you. Your voice is integrated with Xiao Feng, lingering in my ear. Bye, bye ... that's all. Let's say goodbye.
It's never a good night, but I hate long hair and trouble.
Time flies, reluctant to part. The prosperity of the past is long gone, time is fleeting, and my thoughts remain unchanged.
West Bridge, flowing water, cool breeze and bright moon ... all belong to our memories, just like your tenderness.