Wherever she went back then,
Singing and dancing, the feathers fluttering, and the song is awe-inspiring. With a slender waist and affectionate eyebrows, she is extremely beautiful.
But sometimes, beauty can't represent everything. She just wants an ordinary love, but it just doesn't work out.
Some people embrace true love, while some people part ways.
And she was laughing and talking in a calm and gentle manner.
I am alone with an emotion that has long since died and been buried in the earth. I can't get over it and I can't wake up until—if one day the beautiful image that has been carved into my mind appears in front of me again.
The person beside her is no longer him, no matter in posture, tone or expression.
When I dreamed back at midnight, I still clearly remember the look in his eyes when he said to her I love you.
But now...
Looking back at dusk, I felt lonely...