There will be a huge event in 2008, but before the joy comes, the sadness has already arrived.
It's been a long time since I updated my column, and it's been a long time since I wrote about my feelings. I didn't expect that when I wrote it again, it would be filled with helpless heartache.
Bai Qi, Lord Nankang, passed away.
Blessings to all those who love each other, "May people last forever"
His life can no longer bear the calamity of "Wang Ran". "Six Chapters of a Floating Life" has become his last sketch of happiness. What is left behind is no longer that kind of satisfaction...
He chose "I'll Wait for You Until I'm Thirty-Five", and waited, and waited, but in the end he was no match for the heartache and loneliness. He lost, completely lost. He no longer had the age of thirty-five, so his whole life became a matter of waiting.
He chose to escape, forever fleeing from life, his lover, and everyone who loved him.
I really want to yell at you as an idiot, and I also really want to cry to vent my anger.
Who feels this way? Who doesn't?
Let's remember this together... Use a certain Ye Zhuo pen to remember this regret and express our remembrance. Maybe many years later, we can leisurely look at the falling flowers in front of the door, sip a cup of fragrant tea, relax and smile.
It's just that there are more regrets and worries.
That's all.
Conception: