I remember your appearance many years ago.
You are the grand and bright when the fireworks bloom wantonly, I am the scattered and small moment of light at the end. You are the lighthouse standing firmly in the vast sea, and I am the flower blooming on the other side with no way out and no way back.
Many years later, when we met again, I found that you had become very good, but when you sat next to me again, I no longer had the courage to look into your eyes.
Time flows away from the clenched fingers, and a kind of growing pain sticks to it, making the melody of the years a little sad and echoing in each other's years. In life, people are constantly approaching or leaving. So, I saw the disappearance and remembered the forgetfulness.
No matter how desolate the world is, I will never be alone if I love you.
Intention: Reunion