Many wishes, with the passage of time, have turned into regrets that cannot be looked back on.
A lot of love, as the days go by, have turned into the strongest care.
We spend our entire youth entangled until the end of our lives.
The joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys gradually turned into a melody, and I can no longer play the moving tunes of the past. I don't know whether it is deep or affectionate.
It snows and melts again, there are many new TV series released, the cake shop on the street corner has been passed by thousands of times, the former CD shop was demolished and replaced by an Internet cafe. This city is changing every day, but you don't know it.
How I wish everything stayed the same as it was when you were still there, so that I could lie to myself that you are still there and never left.
I can't imagine that without you, I have gritted my teeth and walked through so many roads.