With our fingers clasped together, your hair falls to my shoulders, the ends of your hair gently caressing my cheek. You smile, maybe because the sunlight shining on you is the last afterglow of the setting sun, so your smile seems bright, but it has a desolation before the flowers leave the branches, which makes me unable to bear to look up or look at it again.
It is said that no one can predict what kind of scenery they will walk through when opening and closing. Unfortunately, the ending that belongs to you and me has long been cruelly doomed. They say that memories will gradually be worn away by time until there are not many left, but I still can't forget every bit of you and me.
Ten years may pass by inadvertently, but the memories of ten years take a whole heart to preserve. Therefore, it is best not to have memories of love. Life after life will come and go, and we do not have the strength to bear so many feelings in one day and one life. Meng Po Soup will eventually expire, and no matter how you look back in the dim light, it will eventually become a promise that we will never be able to get together. The vow to wait alone will eventually turn into a farce in the game world.
The affection is too deep, the affection is too shallow, deep and shallow, who can understand it?
In fact, the title has nothing to do with the content of the article, but the author's own mood.
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