This is a story about escape
We escape all the way and remember all the way, those things that have passed away will never come back again
The promise is ridiculous
In the end, it's hard to trace the dead and never mention the past.
The street is still the same street, the streetlight is still the same streetlight
I remember that the stairs in your house are 12 floors, and it takes 27 minutes to walk from my house to your house.
Take Ring Line 7 for 9 minutes. Under the platform is your profile holding an umbrella.
I waited for you, wholeheartedly and wholeheartedly
However, you still lost me. The mountains are long and the rivers are vast, and I can never see you again.