You used to be able to stand in the wind and wait for a season of flowers to bloom without regrets, you used to be able to stick to it for one person, you used not to go hand in hand with your lover for vanity, you used to be optimistic when you stepped on difficulties, you used to chew on hardships and the wind was light, you used to be tender like water, and you were in the spring flowers.
I'm going to ** to find you, because of this incident, we all lost you, yesterday a friend didn't see you for 2 months, and said a sentence: "How can I see that your eyes are gone, what have you experienced"?At that moment, I didn't seem to be able to hide the sadness in my heart, I thought I was hiding it well, but my eyes can't deceive people, he said you are so tired, what's wrong?I almost cried, but I just said lightly, "It's nothing, probably tired", but who knew that I was already galloping in my heart. That pathos is about to erupt.
It's been almost 2 months since I was deceived, can this pain really fade with the passage of time?Who has the answer. I have heard too much encouragement and laughter, and I am not unaware of the truth, but how can people who have not experienced this kind of grief empathize with this feeling.
I'm panicked, I'm dazed, I'm frustrated, I'm anxious, I'm depressed, I'm angry, I'm manic, I'm depressed. Too many emotions envelop me, but I still have to pretend to be light and light, smiling at life, I can't make my relatives feel painful, I can't let the people who love you down, but I want to be myself, tell them that I really hurt, it's really difficult, but I can't do it, I know that they have endured a lot of suffering for me that they shouldn't have endured. I want to cry and laugh as much as I used to, but I still have to make a beautiful robe for myself, and put it on us to be what we should be, not what you want to be, and to be back to who you are in life.
In the long night, why did we wake up, probably in a dream, we saw our former selves, we don't want to come back, and we don't want to face the dilemma of life. I dreamed of myself who used to laugh, I dreamed of myself who used to be straightforward, and I dreamed of myself who used to be confident and not admit defeat. So I indulged in dreams for a long time, wandering between dreams and reality. Then take the dream as a horse, gallop on the battlefield of suffering, kill the painful past events, and how long will it take to overcome the inner demons. Or a former self?
The woman in the dream is still the woman who sings and dances lightly, or the woman who wears a cloud dress to enjoy the moon season, boils tea and smiles slowly, or the woman who believes that she can face the sea and bloom in spring.
I want to search in the deserted wilderness, in the misty wilderness, in the desert full of yellow sand, in the path covered with sad fallen leaves, in the corner of the world, beyond the earth, most of all on the road to the flowers, I hope you are already on the way to come, waiting for me to welcome you.
Time to cook the rain, the years sew flowers, in the time flies, you can slow down, but please be sure to come back, I want to hold your hand in the coming year when the mountains are full of flowers, together with the mountains and flowers, together to find the gorgeous and colorful magnificent picture. I am waiting for you, at the light of your return, at the end of the quiet path, please believe that I am always there.