I can't hide it

There, in the distant era of the sky and moonlight, let me see you, the cold of early spring, but I can't stop the hot heart, I want to write ------I love you" with hot blood.

Thousands of melancholy, began under the starlight, the weather gradually warmed, from the fastest resistance and ambiguity, to the last fire poison and dark night heart-devouring, what is it for, I don't understand, finally I figured it out, no why, just for the moment of smile when I first saw him.

The scorching waves of the hot summer, torturing my heart again and again, I can't help but think, how should I face it, I guessed over and over again, and in the end I realized that I was wrong, in the face of people who dare to love and hate, I can only move forward bravely, otherwise I can only be hated as a coward. Like the clear eyes of the sun and the moon, there are always many, unknown sorrows, like the bright moon in the sky, like the vast sun, like a goddess descending to earth, saving the world's fairy, why do you have so many troubles, the red dust is rolling, do I want to guess, no, I don't want to say guessing, you are just, moved by mortal hearts, really, that's it.

Autumn harvest and winter hidden, bleak autumn, fallen leaves return to the roots, everything withers, walking on the street, I empathize, when fate is about to end, I am sad, depressed, powerless, but I can not blame myself for the love silk buried by my own hands, let alone the season, only that, thrown in the hand dripping blood told me, my guilt and remorse.

In the blink of an eye, in recent years, the end of the year is approaching, coming out of a friend's house, when I am waiting for the bus alone, the goose snow flutters, falling on the stop sign, my head, shoulders, and even more on, my heart, the hands are trembling, the dim sky, the lonely lights, as if they all say at this moment, I am alone, I am very lonely, I miss you, this is a disease, it has to be cured, hehe.

The four seasons are changing, the ups and downs have been tasted, all of this has finally come to an end, you disappeared in the sea of people, and there is no longer your letter, until forever, you and I look at each other between the sea of people, passing by, my sad emotions that inexplicably run to the sun, and then I understand, it turns out, there will never be again, everything is just, later.

Later, passing by again, the small dirt slope, the ginkgo tree, the white jade steps that I sat on, but also covered with moss, I know that there is nothing, cowardice or remorse, it is just, in the heavy rain at the end of the semester, it is drowned, really, it is drowned, hehe.

23 June 2016