Burning Silken Tresses

The most beautiful scene of my life Just meet you Staring at you quietly in the vast sea of people strange yet familiar Although breathing the same sky But I can't hug you If the time and space identity and name are converted I wish I could recognize your eyes Where will you be in a thousand years? What kind of scenery is there around you? Our story is not beautiful But so unforgettable Although breathing the same sky But I can't hug you If the time and space identity and name are converted I wish I could recognize your eyes