What kind of dialogue will there be when I meet someone?
How far into the future is the person I'm waiting for?
I hear the wind coming from the subway and the sea of people
I stood in line holding the number plate of love
I fly forward across a sea of time
We also often get hurt in love
I saw that the entrance to Lumeng was a bit narrow
It was the most beautiful accident that I met you
At night, the moonlight shines on the writing desk. After reading An Yiru's "Si Wu Xie", I opened my diary and began to write down my thoughts every day. I think, in this dark and deep blue memory, what else is filled with besides longing?
These feelings brought about by longing have passed over the years, and I can only record them one by one in the form of words.
At the end, gently write a sentence of missing you.
Missing you lightly is like tasting a cup of tea.
But missing makes people impeccable, like the slight bitterness in tea.
Thinking about someone is so dull, but missing someone is so heart-breaking.
When missing you becomes a habit, maybe it will be like what the lyrics say, meeting you is the most beautiful accident.