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This season is like a lie, everything is white, the vast earth, looking up, suddenly the weather becomes cold and hot, just like the prosperity has fallen, the helplessness behind the lights, and the wandering ...... under the shadow of the dim lights
The winter is cold and the night is cold, the clothes are thin and the clothes are single, I still write my own story, write about the moments that pass by, those swirling memories, no need to deliberately remember, just like this, in the drunken winter night, walking on the streets without people, ripples in my heart ......
At night, the wind of thoughts, causing a sigh, Xi to such a poignant night, looking at the lights of thousands of homes, seemingly the past of the flowing years, hurriedly crossed from between the fingers, let go of the past, the past in my heart, now I remember it is still so beautiful, but there is always a distance, so that I dare not face myself, peek into the flowing years, sometimes make me happy, sometimes let me be lonely, sometimes let me have mixed feelings.
Walking alone in the familiar streets, those bright lights, those pedestrians passing by, the wind in the dark night, blowing the hairline, at this moment an inexplicable emotion, overflowing the heart embankment, the night road is empty, the thoughts are helpless, overflowing in the dark night, now, it is a cold winter, under the staggered night sky, the time has changed the season, and there is no more ...... you beside you
I tried to fly in the breeze of the night, I wanted to perfunctory my mood, escape with this shattered thoughts, this emotional journey between us, in that dark night like a song in the winter, after all, is the wrong ending, just touching the scene, sensitive to the extreme, I will still think of your words ......
Sometimes, memories are really strange things, they will be affected or portrayed in different places, by different scenes, emotions that I think are good to hide, maybe I am stubborn, so stubborn that when I am drowned by tears in the corners of my eyes, I still tell myself, I have forgotten about you......
It's late at night, and I don't feel sleepy, and the light penetrates my body, and I can see through myself, but I can't see through whether you're wandering or running away from ......You are a drifting bottle, only painting yourself in your heart, walking through the four seasons of life, you are looking for your own other side in the cold night, but after years of hard work, you want to reach the destination, lack of fireworks in the world, and no ...... of vitality you want
Let me know you in this life, although the days of getting together are too short, but they are also deeply remembered.
The prosperity of the long-cherished wish, in the season when the autumn wind is gradually rising, wandering memories, the leaves are withering one by one, you turn around again and again, leaving me alone to paint the ground as a prison of heartbreak and tears.
People walk tea cool, air-dried memory.
In the years since you left, I have lived very well, trying to change myself, not to find out the news about you, just lingering in place, trying to forget the picture of you, and poetry a person who walks through the bleak wind and cold rain, even if it is a little teardrop ...... the night
Perhaps, you are the person I met at the wrong time, did not guard your moment of beauty, walked through the wind and rain of these years alone, slowly walked through the change of seasons, read while walking, and forgot while walking
When the stage of love, only I was left, I always thought that my persistence could make the person who left return to this stage again, finish this scene with me, and perform a happy ending, however, after a long wait, it is still a one-man show, and when the attachment in my heart disappears, all that remains is to move myself, say goodbye to the past, and never mention ...... again
In the streets and alleys of the dark night, I don't know who put it outside the window, Xu Ruyun's classic old song "One-man Show", I have been very fond of this song for many years, I like its sad and beautiful melody, and I sing about the disappointment of love, as if I am also interpreting my ...... affectionately