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In the dancing light, the disappearing figures and the moving crowd have long been desolate. Who is whose? Falling into the world, it is just a grain of dust under the light of time. Those times, those loves, are drifting away. Staying in the bottom of my heart, the faint longing is like a breeze blowing across each other's faces.

Actually, I am very tired. I'm used to pretending to be happy, pretending to be sad, pretending to care, pretending not to care. I'm used to facing everything alone. I can say it doesn't matter when it hurts. I can say it doesn't matter when I'm sad. I can laugh when I am lonely. I can say that the world is still beautiful even when I am in despair. I just hope that when I start to complain about God's stinginess, someone can tell me that I feel sorry for you.

When a scar is torn open, only you can feel the pain. When you draw a portrait without eyes, only you can feel the loss. When you are lost in the crowd, you only stand where you are, not knowing where to go. When you stand in a square, you can only feel the loss. I understand that my shadow is lonely, and only I can understand everything.

The past is like the wind, coming and going, leaving and coming again. Each scene condenses into my mind. I wish I could become a wisp of flying catkins, fly into your deep dream, and dance with you. Maybe you are really the regret of my previous life, and I am waiting for you in this life. I thought we could get to know each other better and become more familiar with each other, but instead we became a bit stranger, leaving only the good memories of the past.

At a certain time, I like a piece of music, and listening to a piece of music makes me miss a certain period of time. The palm prints of sitting in one period of time and missing another period of time. How did you feel when you listened to that song? Did we meet at that time? Was it an encounter or a miss? Or, an encounter with no ending?

When our love is stained with dust, it will wait for the baptism of a storm. Some people and some things can really be forgotten if you want to forget them? The most painful thing is that when something disappears, it is gone forever and will never come back, but it still leaves a thin and sharp needle stuck in your heart, which cannot be pulled out. If I want you to feel pain, you have to feel pain -. The permanent scars cannot be erased.

In the vicissitudes of the day and the miserable night, I am waiting for every sigh, sitting in a dark corner, missing you crazily and heartbreakingly. My heart trembles, imprinting traces of loneliness on every boring day and miserable night. The cold time ticks endless desolation with sad tears, turning the helpless loneliness and sorrow layer by layer.

When all expectations come true, what else can I believe in? Listening to the songs from the past, thinking about the people from the past, watching strangers coming and going one after another, I feel uncomfortable. Bitterness, sourness, and sadness were all rolling in my heart, and I could only smile bitterly. Nothing can pass the test of time, and everything can only be believed for a while. Is the oath too false, or is the reality too cruel? I don’t understand, I don’t want to understand, I’m tired.

Life is like nothing, and the last youth has been squandered in a blink of an eye. Reality wears away our edges bit by bit and erodes our dreams. When I feel lost, regretful, unwilling and angry, I think of you. Even if some things can never be found again, I always hold the most precious things in my palm. Treasure, give me strength. Thank God for allowing us to meet each other in the most beautiful years.