Left**:

I'm Zuo**, and Tan Jiale is my former male ticket. At that time, we were just a group of teenagers who had seen the world, and the most innocent love was just a passing moment. We once said that the most perfect six-person group at that time also said that we would always be together, but we haven't even experienced the college entrance examination, and the most perfect six-person group is scattered?

"Hey, Zuo**, I like you."

"Tan, I like you too."

The purest love is nothing more than that.

"Left**, let's break up."

"Tan **, I tmd to tell you that if you have the ability, don't come back to me."

I loved you at the beginning, but now you are a stranger to me. Promise...... Is it still there?

Tan**:

At the beginning, she was very kind and simple in my heart, and I had no other thoughts about her, only the heart of love for her.

The six-person group, heh, is it still worth our nostalgia now? However, these have also become the past years. Now we can't regret what happened at the beginning, what's the use of regretting now? The past is gone. Now to recover it, there are only some unreal memories left. The pain was like silk wrapping me tightly layer by layer until I couldn't breathe, but I couldn't break free.

"Tan**, I like you."

"Zuo**, I like you too."

And we all lost our way home in the pouring rain.

"Left**, let's break up!"

'I'm sorry' 'I didn't have time to love you!' ’

"Tan **, I tmd to tell you that if you have the ability, don't come back to me."

The sound of the rain that night diluted the sentence, I'm sorry, I didn't have time to love you. Look at the back of your lost departure, but I can't

Catch up with you and say to you, I'm sorry, that's just a lie.

Bell**:

"That memory, there is no joy, only sadness, and I don't want to recall it. That memory can only poke me, but it can't evoke my happy memories of youth. ”

"Mu Qing, shouldn't I have gone with you to see him at the beginning, if I hadn't followed you to see him at the beginning, I wouldn't have hurt you."

It's impossible for the Sixes to go back to the way things were!

"Chen*, you tmd turned your face for this little jian and me."

"Zhong**, I've never liked you, don't make a fool of yourself."

"Chen*, I'm not going to break up, no, I will."

"Zhong **, you TMD is really jian. Zhong**, don't make trouble. ”

"Okay, you're so ruthless, don't blame me for being unrighteous."

The hymn of youth, the happiness of the passing years, and the vows of the past are just a grand absurd drama. Memories, and maybe in some ways, we won't see each other again. If in the next life, I will be the heart beating in your chest, because, at that time, you can't do without me, I can't do without you.

In the spring of youth, those flowers sprouted and stretched out their branches, and we were like these flowers at that time. A certain emotion slowly sprouts in the heart, which we humans call 'love'. And when autumn comes, the flowers slowly wither, and our hearts slowly become calmer. However, we can never return to the original simplicity and kindness.

"Jian Mo, you said, if we didn't go to S City, wouldn't so many bad things not happen, and a few of us wouldn't have become like that."

"Laugh, don't say it again, let the past pass, there is no way to change it. Didn't we make a lot of efforts to get this opportunity in the first place? If we hadn't go, you'd have regretted it. ”

"yes."

"Simple, how should we choose and how to do it, so that we can no longer regret it, Jianmo."

"Yes."

"Do you regret it? Perhaps, you also hate me in your heart, after all, it was my fault in the first place...... But I really didn't mean to."

"Alas! Actually, I don't mean to blame you, on the contrary, I want to thank you, I don't know what to do if it weren't for you......"

"Don't say it, it's okay, it's all over."

"Jian Mo, are you still going to look for him?"

"I ...... I don't know, maybe I'll go. ”

The sun is shining, just like the sunshine when the six people met, but the simplicity at the beginning was not ...... is gone.

And now we are separated by something.

Now, can we go back to the old days......

【To be continued......】

When the smoke drifts away with the morning light

The lake by the pillow has dried

Expectation has degenerated into waiting

And I said goodbye suddenly

When tear stains outline regrets

Memories are exaggerated with sadness

The passing water is a metaphor for the passage of time

Finally we are no more

Carnival for life

Crazy for love

However, the other side of youth

Summer is just around the corner

Brilliant day by day

At a young age

If you fall in love with someone

Please

Please be gentle with him

so

all

It will be a flawless beauty at all times.

If you have to separate

Say goodbye too

Be thankful in your heart

Thank you for giving you a memory

When I grew up

You'll know

At the moment of looking back

Youth without resentment will have no regrets

Like the quiet full moon on the hill

The flowers of youth bloom thank you make me tired but not regretful,

The rain and snow of the four seasons made me intoxicated but haggard.

Gentle wind and green dreams, gentle morning and dusk,

Faint clouds, faint tears, faint years.

With a little wandering joy I just went away and never returned,

No one hinted at the dull taste of homesickness in my youth.

I want to snuggle up to every piece of golden sunset,

Every transparent dew washes away my precipitated sorrow.

In that long spring I met her in full bloom,

Filled with dazzling brilliance, like a beautiful fairy tale.

Allow me to sing for you, and I will not be able to sleep night after night,

Allow me to weep for you, and in the tears I can fly freely.

The sky in my dream is very big, and I lie on your eyelashes,

There were many days in my dreams, but I began to want to go home.

On that green hillside I'm going to bury all my songs,

Waiting for the day when they will finally be known in the world.

The flowers of youth bloom thank you make me tired but not regretful,

The rain and snow of the four seasons made me intoxicated but haggard.

The entangled clouds entangle the tears, the entangled morning and the dusk,

The passing wind, the passing dreams, the passing years.

All endings have been written

All the tears have also set off

But suddenly I forgot what kind of beginning

On that old summer day that never returns

No matter how hard I try to pursue it

The young you are only like a cloud shadow

And your smiling face is very shallow, very light

Gradually disappearing into the group of Lan after sunset

Then he turned the yellowed title page

Fate bound it extremely poorly

With tears in my eyes, I read and read again

But I have to admit it

Youth is a book that is too hasty