In this indifferent world, the warmth and beauty we once had are gradually forgotten. Only the endless sadness in my heart is left, wandering alone in the dark night. There is no need to remember old dreams, but every tear remembers the past. Sadness is not the end, but the beginning of growth. Sadness is the brightest star in the night sky, illuminating my lonely journey and allowing me to learn to talk to myself. The soul silent in sorrow seems to be swallowed up by endless darkness, unable to find an exit or escape. The raindrops slid down the window sill, and the cold wind blowing across the cheeks inadvertently awakened the sadness deep in my heart. The past possessions and current regrets have become the eternal pain in my heart. When night falls, sitting alone in front of the window, tears fall down as we recall the moments that once broke our hearts. Those sadnesses, like fallen leaves in autumn, quietly wither in my heart.
Purpose: Inspiring stories