A lifetime of intertwining, those beautiful faces like flowers always fall asleep at midnight.
The idle years, ten or twenty years, passed like this.
And those years were really too long for me.
After thousands of sails have passed, why can I only remember those smiling faces?
As time goes by, the sound becomes increasingly clear and profound in my mind.
Deep down in my heart, I have always longed for care, but it is hard to find in life...
Another note: I really want to write a story, but my level is limited and a lot of it is superficial. I hope you won't be too strict. If you don't like it, don't force each other. Thanks.
When I really started writing, I realized that I didn't understand anything. Please forgive me, don't take it too seriously, o(∩_∩)o...
If there are any mistakes, please feel free to tell me. Thank you very much.
"Don't Say Love to Me Again (Original Lost Memories)" This is a modern article, written by a good friend, and the style of the article is also different from mine. Because we are all newbies, it may not be ideal at the beginning, but it will become more and more exciting in the future.
I originally wanted to do it in the author's tweet, but the system clearly indicated that it was done, but it just couldn't be displayed, so I had to put it here.