Keep my sadness to myself and let you take your beauty away
I think I can hold back my sadness, but can you also think of me?
Many years later, Cheng Yinian recalled listening to Chen Sheng's song "Leave the Sadness to Myself" over and over again in a dark and cramped basement in London. For four minutes and thirty seconds, the single looped over and over again. The inflexible buttons of the Walkman made her fingers hurt, but her heart felt relaxed...
I think I can hold back my sadness and pretend I don't have you in my life
From now on I'll be waiting here day and night for news from you
And the young man in white clothes on the other side of the ocean was standing dusty in the noisy sea of people, listening to the same song, across the mountains and the water, his eyes were getting colder and harder, as if they were winter haze, so thick that it could no longer be dissolved...