Opening the window of the season, I don't know when the outline of April has gradually blurred. Sitting in front of the longing ferry, guarding a piece of obsession, flipping through the broken shadows of the passing years, remembering the scenes of emotional return, and quietly decorating the broken memories. What a chance beginning, a hazy moment, made endless thoughts flood like flowing water. After that, a missed one-act play was staged at this time, from front to back, two people's scripts, but one person's sadness.

In those finger-entangled times, in those lonely and sleepless nights, I always involuntarily think of you in that city, so repeatedly, until, my heart is finally tired. Someone once said: "It is better to forget each other in the rivers and lakes." But how many people can do this sentence, without you, where is my rivers and lakes? That kind of distressing feeling can only be understood by those who have experienced it! The reality is that every time you smile and get drunk, you wake up in a painful nightmare. Again and again, it is explained that things are cruel to people.

I used to naively think that an encounter would make me beautiful, but I didn't know that it was just a pear blossom light rain, and when the wind rose, it was the death of a place. A piece of paper, no matter how unforgettable the feelings are, in the face of time, are just the light dust and smoke when looking back, not to mention that you are just a wound destined to be silent in my white youth, no fate and no part, how can I pray that you and I know each other. A person's city, a person's night, a person's memories, after all, a heartache.

Once upon a time, I liked to be alone, close my eyes, listen to faint music, think about nothing, say nothing, do nothing, as if in this way, I can forget everything and return to the moment when you and I first met. Life is originally lonely, how can it be born like a summer flower? If one day, we lose contact. I hope you can remember that in that romantic season like fireworks, in that rainy season, and in that era of innocence, there was a girl who inadvertently broke into your life. In the unpredictable reunion, look forward to the next reunion, if you can, reacquaint yourself, smile and say, "Hello, less."

year, the first meeting, please take care of it. ”

You say, if life is only as it first sees, how good it would be, no gain, no loss, no beginning, no ending. However, that kind of life will only be a miserable white title page, with no ink to fall, nothing to say, and no mercy to tell.

After happiness has passed, it will emerge moving. I was so lucky to meet you in the Jin Se years, until that moment, I realized the taste of loneliness after prosperity, knowing that there was no fate, but still waiting stupidly. If you don't love, you won't be lonely, you won't be sad. I liked it and indulged it, but I realized that my heart would still be cold in the warm season. In fact, even if you haven't been cherished by someone you love, there is still sweetness and happiness in your regrets. Love is not necessarily a matter of two people, love or let go, only time will remember, those quiet and happy times belong to my own growth, a person's complete love, a person's exclusive memory.

The scenery along the way, the song all the way, inadvertently, the ending of the story has been written, some people are destined to dissipate in the breeze and bright moon, and some fate is destined to become the drift between the falling flowers and flowing water, no matter how unforgettable the memory, it will also be lost to time. I don't want to see your sadness again, although I haven't passed by your sadness, however, in parallel time and space, there has always been someone who is silently accompanying you to count the years, so clear and real. I really want to see you again, just to make sure of your settled happiness, just for my peace of mind. Even if the world is safe, even if it is sunny or not, it doesn't matter anymore.

Perhaps, it is time for me to learn to travel alone, to enjoy the lonely practice, to stand in silence, to enjoy the peace and quiet. Let the heart be like clear water. When the wind comes, although it will cross the ripples, it will eventually return to calm; The rain falls, although it is full of surging waves, and it will eventually come to an end. Emotions are too easy to fade, the world is too prosperous, and the red dust is too noisy, which is no longer what I love and envy. Those who are willing to give up, those who are used to not getting used to it. The prosperity is gone, and it is sad to see it, there is really nothing in this world that lasts forever. Maybe in the next second, it will be lost. The scenery along the way is beautiful, the sun is shining, don't always curl up in one

In the small shadows, count the mottled afterimages, and draw the ground for yourself.

Things have passed, and when I look back, there is an inexplicable feeling in my heart, an inexplicable sadness, lingering, and lingering for a long time. The love is deep and shallow, and how many spring flowers have met have been annihilated in the folds of time.

Thank you for understanding in life and listening to the quiet of the years. Scattered a few shallow spring light, with a quiet and peaceful, with the soul of the brush, lightly painted the fragrance of the passing years. Listen to the wind and chant, precipitate trivialities, and do not stain sadness. In this life, I don't want to be old, just because, this season, the flowers are blooming and the pupils are warm, so it's good.

The scenery along the way, the song all the way, inadvertently, the ending of the story has been written, some people are destined to dissipate in the breeze and bright moon, and some fate is destined to become the drift between the falling flowers and flowing water, no matter how unforgettable the memory, it will also be lost to time. I don't want to see your sadness again, although I haven't passed by your sadness, however, in parallel time and space, there has always been someone who is silently accompanying you to count the years, so clear and real. I really want to see you again, just to make sure of your settled happiness, just for my peace of mind. Even if the world is safe, even if it is sunny or not, it doesn't matter anymore.

Perhaps, it is time for me to learn to travel alone, to enjoy the lonely practice, to stand in silence, to enjoy the peace and quiet. Let the heart be like clear water. When the wind comes, although it will cross the ripples, it will eventually return to calm; The rain falls, although it is full of surging waves, and it will eventually come to an end. Emotions are too easy to fade, the world is too prosperous, and the red dust is too noisy, which is no longer what I love and envy. Those who are willing to give up, those who are used to not getting used to it. The prosperity is gone, and it is sad to see it, there is really nothing in this world that lasts forever. Maybe in the next second, it will be lost. The scenery along the way is very beautiful, the sun is very bright, don't always curl up in a small shadow, count the mottled afterimages, and draw the ground for yourself.

Things have passed, and when I look back, there is an inexplicable feeling in my heart, an inexplicable sadness, lingering, and lingering for a long time.

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