At that time, the light fell in love, and the stars moved together, and the past was scattered and unreachable.

The vast ups and downs, the end of the world is close at hand, and some people turn around and leave, and there will be no time in the future.

The years are like a dream, waking up in a hurry, those years, these days, seem to be beating, but I can't remember it anymore.

Busy, leisurely and busy, and finally I was left alone and unaccompanied.

Laughing and crying, crying and laughing, stumbling, not knowing the direction.

No one comes, no one understands, waiting alone, the sky is old.

The years have passed, thousands of dreams have come back to wake up, crying, laughing, disappointed, and heartache.

Open your eyes, close your eyes, quietly, with tears in your eyes.

Some people, some things, are destined to be passers-by.

Over the years, those days, met by chance, and then inadvertently disappeared, as if they had a hurried dream.

Thinking of the company that had appeared, my heart ached as if I was stunned.

The past can't go back, and it's hard to see each other when you leave, this hurried life is destined to move forward, this is happiness, but also a curse.

I once didn't understand the meaning of parting, thinking that companionship could last a long time, how naïve it was!

People go to the empty building again and again, and it is life that tells me what it means and makes me cherish what I have more.

In fact, the next dream murmured, flowing away from the past youth, and the curvature of the eyelashes also connected to the expectation of tomorrow.

Now, I just want to change, subvert yesterday, and get more out of here. In fact, life is the biggest and most difficult exam!

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