She is lonely and affectionate.
Like a tree, standing in the wind, staring at the eyes and aching in the heart,
Like a butterfly, it flaps its wings lightly, trying to fly but still resting, wasting time.
How many feeble repetitions remember the searching and feeling of loss.
They desperately want to leave a mark on their lives,
But it cannot withstand the gentle brush of time.
Scattered like a string of beads, time can no longer be remembered.
Dreaming about thousands of mountains at noon, an arrow in the window shadow, illusory and unreal.
The tide hits the empty city and returns lonely,
Can't bear to look back on the past.
He was flying in the clouds and saw a seed of love floating in the sky.
Thousands of emotions, all kinds of efforts,
Out of reach.
The world is too big to hold his thoughts,
The past is vulnerable.
It's hard to let go of caring about someone from afar, and it's hard to miss each other every moment.
Watching the fire from the other side, seeing each other again is not as good as meeting each other for the first time.
Stranded in the water, push the boat against the current.
Stars are diamonds in the night sky, thoughts are the key to home,
The years are fine, standing side by side,
Let's look at the scenery from higher places.
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