Those fading memories,
think again;
In the midsummer where light and shadow are separated,
Haunting.
Heavy rain washes away the summer in City A,
Mottled spots are left in the years.
You smile softly in the distance, and all the colors fade away in an instant,
The years just stopped there.
Then, time rolled by violently like a train,
The years I spent with you gradually fade away,
Like mumbling vaguely in a dream.
I ran away in a hurry, and the past that once died grew and reconnected in the midsummer of this year.
Those unknown resentments, those quietly growing love,
They all wake up in the scorching summer seven years later.
The sky is gone, the floating clouds are coming and going indifferently,
Who will lead whom through the long road ahead?
Who has a past with whom, and who has been with whom forever?
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