Survive in Loneliness

From birth to now. The hazy 20 years have allowed me to get to know the world, and they have also made me lose the most beautiful and favorite girl I ever had. ． ． ． ． ． No matter what kind of life I live now, what do I think about in the dark night? ． No one will understand or care. The flowing water of youth seems like a white horse passing through the gap. Never return. And left behind. There are only scars in my mind that can never be erased.