One day in October, I haven't remembered the date for a long time, so I don't know what day it is. I just know that you like October the most. Because of the uncertain weather and the uncertain temperature, October is here. I am on the balcony, looking at the stars and missing you without sadness. My thoughts are so good, boundless, and I can do whatever I want. It makes me miss you, but when I think of you, my thoughts will also change. There are walls around me, and those past things begin to become blurred and isolated, and I start to wonder if you really existed in my life. Thinking, thinking, tattered and brilliant, have you ever been here? In the end, they can only become broken breaths, which cannot become sunshine or rain and dew. Therefore, our story has no elegant ending, no blushing, and in the end, we cannot be together for a hundred years.