This is our story.
But it's not our story.
Our mood at that time seemed still so real and clear.
But our story doesn't develop like this.
Those I missed were corrected one by one by my pen.
I just hope that in the imaginary world, we will not have any regrets.
I still remember the wish I made while watching the fireworks.
Hope everyone is well.
All good.
No matter where you are now.
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Later, I wrote a lyric. Yan Ping deleted this paragraph when composing the music, but it was my original intention in writing the lyrics.
You just don't move
Stand quietly in the memories
If I turn around and meet you
It's like returning to the green onion of sixteen years old
Let everything stop at 2011. No, actually everything ended in 2008. If I rewrite it at will, is it good or bad, right or wrong? On the day when a new document was created, how could one imagine that life and novels would influence each other?
But since it's a one-way street, let's just keep going forward without looking back.
Thank you and goodbye.
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