Sometimes, we wait for someone we haven't seen for a long time, but he doesn't bring the long-lost heart.
Sometimes, we wait for the long-lost heart, but we never see the long-lost person.
I have always dreamed that one day, in the misty morning, or in the dusk with the faint fragrance floating around, I can suddenly meet someone I haven't seen for a long time, and come to this life's appointment with a long-lost heart.
"It's not that I don't want to, but that I can't." These are the last words you left for me. It has become an eternal song, tirelessly repeating itself throughout my years.
Where is that long-lost person wandering with his long-lost heart?
My hands were weak and I could no longer raise my head to look around. After being tired for a long time, my heart began to wander. The horizon in the distance is filled with flying birds and long grass, and the stars, sun and moon are spinning around. What remains unchanged is the faith in your eyes that is as solid as a rock.
That person who likes to wear a black trench coat, will he keep his promise in this life and come dressed in black to fulfill the promise of this life...