Fishing Alone in Cold River Snow

You and I are not one, Different time and space, different encounters, But they all hug themselves tightly and run rampant in their own lives; A bizarre time travel has changed the trajectory of your and my life. This is how parallel lines meet. For the first time I want to open my arms I never expected that you didn't have this intention, The price of innocence is: I can't help myself from the pain and heartache. But still holding on to the strong mask, How will we continue to get along in the future? There is still a glimmer of hope in the confusion, Maybe, Time will allow the injury to heal slowly The song is never grow old by cranberries, http://www. Ribo-cn. Com/newweb/bbs/uploadfile/2004-8/2004-8/200482517332615. Mp3. 0 Originally I was just writing for my own entertainment, but then I was so happy to be able to publish it in a book with a beautiful cover. Never thought, Put it off again and again Whatever, let nature take its course Don't change your original intention, keep happiness as the principle Whether you like these words or not, I hope they make you happy, even if there is only a fragment or a few numbers... I hope everyone can be simply and heartlessly happy... In this overly complicated society! Conception: