This is a beautiful yet sad love story that spanned the entire ten years of my most beautiful youth. In the past ten years, the men who have passed through my life, without exception, in my mind, their faces are blurry, but they are all affectionate, with the childishness of youth, smiling at me, staring at me, and finally turned away.
This story has been sitting in my folder for ten years. Now, they are all gone. Leave me alone. At night, I slowly pulled out this story and listened to me tell it slowly.
I once heard a song whose lyrics matched the story very well, so I borrowed it for use.
Spring flowers and autumn moon are just false, good times and good wine cannot be drunk for a while.
The love and hatred in the past life cannot be explained clearly, and for whom the desolation in this life is for.
There seems to be a destiny but there is no destiny. Why do I cry for you when there is no destiny?
Only when love lasts for a long time will you realize the pain, and when love reaches the depth of love, you will feel tired.
The discrete night is as cold as water.
The lonely heart is with you.
The tears of my heart turned into a story.
The bright moon is as beautiful every year.
Purpose: record