In the blink of an eye, how small it is, the ink in the water burns in happiness, the wind of ashes. The clouds and sunshine blowing in the setting sun. In the blink of an eye, time is so far away. I don't know when, they are getting farther and farther away, and they are no longer separated by a wall. Even the blazing sunshine slowly sighs in the dance of gray stars, how far is it? Forget it, it's far away! Otherwise, how could we forget it? One day, looking at the world, the sprout in my heart suddenly disappeared. I don't know why, and I don't know where to start, but I have long been used to being alone. Who knows the helplessness in my heart? The wind poured into the sheltered house. The dark screen covered the white stars, lying in the corner, looking at the faint moonlight, trying to insist on being side by side with myself, slowly wolfberry at the corner of my mouth, the other self worked so hard, the moonlight faded, the shadow also faded, as if it was like a reluctant back. In the end, it was still far away, and before you knew it, you were already far away. The next day, in the corner where the sun shines, I open my hazy eyes. I have repeated this morning many times. I am tired of the days. I stand up and suddenly find that this morning, there is a smile, but it is just another myself...
The laughter and laughter of those years, the happy days of those years, and everyone in those years, but now, there is only another self left...