We blame time for deceiving us, but actually we deceive ourselves.
All I know is that those promises that we once adhered to were broken by the ravages of time.
Then, the laughter was lost in the sunshine, the sunshine was lost in the blue sky, the blue sky was lost in memories, and the memories were lost in dreams.
I miss you in the north
The fireworks on the other side finally faded
The temple's fireworks are dying
I see your childlike smile
you ask
When the temple collapsed
Are our sins ever forgiven?
A person will be lonely when he goes to heaven
Hug each other and go to hell so you won't be lonely
Playing songs every night
You are Shengge, I am Ye
Begin to believe that life is just a fireworks in the city
After the glory comes desolation
This is a second piece of literature and art that was written a long time ago and was written in the third year of junior high school. It seems quite childish when I think about it. Gentlemen, please be merciful, I just want to keep it as a souvenir.