Once again standing in this empty street, once again letting the colorful drizzle wet the thoughts in my heart. The once prosperous courtyard is now left behind a collapsed ruin full of the word "demolition". I still remember when you said that there was no dream of you here, and I still remember that you swore to me about the poems full of hope and the distance.
The laughter and laughter of the past suddenly dissipated with your so-called "poetry and distance". When I closed my eyes, it was as if I could still touch everything from yesterday, and there was a long sound of silk music in the distance. At that time, we stood at the window, watching the light rain and listening to the rain. "This is a song that belongs to us," you said with joy at that time, "This is the "Symphony of Destiny" composed for us by God who was moved by our beloved. However, the ridiculous thing is that I "moved the heavens and the earth but couldn't move you". "You're still gone, taking with you" poetry and distant ......”
Tonight I stood again in the rain. The rain was as cold as ever, and the memories were full of details that had been forgotten by time. All the beauty that was once lost has turned into a cold ...... in this winter rain
Gently touching the ruins and broken walls full of the word "demolition", it seems that you can still feel the temperature of each other in the past. All the happy, painful, warm, and sad everything, along with this ruin, is deeply engraved into our memory, exuding a deep sadness!
Oh! I have always forgotten to tell you that I have no "poetry" and no "distance". If there must be, it's you. - You are my poem, you are my distance!
The moment I turned to leave, another light rain blurred my vision.
This damn poem, damn distant ......