Sad Memories of Old Dreams in Liangcheng

A wisp of clear smoke brushed across my eyes, feeling a little disappointed. The young man's dark eyes revealed a trace of imperceptible sadness. Thinking about it, it seems that in this hurried journey of life, a lot has been lost. Got a lot too. But there is always more lost than gained. A drop of hot tears fell inadvertently, together with my melancholy and the passing years of tenderness, crumpled into a piece of sadness, buried forever in the ocean of self-blame, never to return in this life.