I spent my whole youth, but I couldn't get out of the long rainy season. I chanted all the way, looked back all the way, remembered and cried endlessly.
I turned my heart into a dewdrop, rested on the broad leaves of dreams, and fell into a deep sleep, waiting for the morning light of the next life to gently wake me up.
So, in this life, can you allow me to let the dust settle, and return my true heart like the moon, as gentle as jade, and my clear eyes as clear as the first time I met you?
We are always so forgetful, we always forget our original path and who we are so easily.
We are so forgetful, but there are always some things that are tightly entangled in your mind, forgotten a thousand times, and remembered a thousand and one times.
We always have you in the various conflicts and troubles of the world, like a child who has forgotten the way home, wandering until the light of day, you are still wandering.
We think we have experienced a lot, but in fact you can't even remember those so-called unforgettable memories in the days to come. We still have too many things we don't understand, but we seem to understand them vaguely. We ourselves have no way of knowing whether we know or not. We don't even know ourselves.
Those long years have long since passed away.
Those days of leisure have passed quietly.
No one can keep a period of time, just like no period of time is eternal.
If possible.
Please let me, no matter whether I am happy or sad, let me turn all memories into zero when I leave him.
Just like this, plain and traceless, I am allowed to have zero memory for the rest of my life...