The breeze blows away, blowing away the memories of the past and extinguishing the hope for the future;
The beauty of the past, the happiness of the past, disappeared into nothing in the past;
I look at the ever-changing sky. It used to be like this, but now it is different;
The future, I don't know when, is no longer in my hands;
At that time, I could no longer be a carefree bird;
Can a bird with broken wings still fly in the sky?
I used to be young and frivolous, always careless about everything, and never thought there was anything wrong with me. However, because of this, God punished me... Punished me to live behind a mask forever, punished me to always bear the shackles of pain; I no longer dare to love or hate, use the "mask" to cover my true self, and live in pain in the past. It was not until you returned to my life again that I was able to regain myself...