Xixin diary
You are on the left bank and I am on the right bank, looking at each other.
You smile and I frown. Where does sadness come from?
On the right bank, those who have returned hold my hand
Confused, shake off the visitor, treat with suspicion
Helpless, people come and leave, bitter and confused
Looking at the left bank, closing eyes and smiling
In the end, the right bank brings tears of bitterness
"You can't see me"
The man on the right bank has returned
Reluctant to look back
——Right bank, turn left
As he left, he suddenly felt remorseful
"You're not smiling"
Go back and see a smile
——Left Bank, turn right
I go left, you go right