I held the train and danced lightly. The wooden floor creaked. The skirt stretches out and turns into beautiful flowers. It's the same hem as Xiaonian's skirt many years ago. When I was tired, I sat on the floor and drank a large glass of boiled water. Looking at the pure white water, it seemed like I saw Zayn drinking Pepsi. His head was slightly raised at a 45-degree angle, and he held a Coke in his left hand. Drinking freely, the obvious Adam's apple goes up and down.
There was a childish cry outside the window, and I stuck my head out. The child's eyes were filled with tears and his face was stained with tears. The sounds come and go, and I suddenly feel nostalgic. I have cried like this before and acted like a spoiled child to my parents. The child's father holds the child in his arms and comforts the crying child with soft white marshmallows in his hands. Out of jealousy, my parents never paid attention to my coquettishness. I have always been a very quiet person.
Everything cannot escape its end. Missing you will not last long and will eventually fade away.
I'm going to Tibet, which is on my left. It is a sacred, beautiful land. Start a new life.
I didn't bring any luggage, just a backpack. There is a notebook, a blue pen, and an old MP3 player.
I looked up at the hard sky. Stefanie's vague voice said that it was finally okay to start looking at tomorrow alone. What was once profound, is gone, without reason. There is no space in my heart to think of you. Not thinking of you does not mean forgetting. I don't think of you, I feel peaceful. Thinking of you reminds me of that summer.
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