Living in one environment for too long, people will slowly turn into numb, empty-eyed fish.
I want to become someone else, I want to change my lifestyle. If I could change my appearance, I should still be able to survive. Maybe if I hadn't met you, my world would always be as flat as a blank sheet of paper. Not a single wrinkle.
I still hope that someone can take me away from this horrible moment. I was like a moth, clumsily fluttering into the flames, just to be reborn.
People and things that I once believed to be indelible are finally forgotten because of my attachment to them. But those secret dreams buried deep in my heart, and the people who are by my side no matter where they are, can ultimately stay with me until I grow old. If there were no you in the bustling world, I would decide not to speak. Without you in my life, I am just sand in the wind.
I have gone through the arrogant years and experienced the baptism of worldly things. We will finally sit and watch the moss and white snow, and watch the clouds roll and relax.