Author: Brother Xu Stupid Ah Zi.
At this moment, the snowflakes outside the window are fluttering like a dream, and I can't help but think about the warm time you and I spent together that winter.
When the north wind rises, the sycamore swayes, and your smile blooms in the snow, warm as the rising sun. At that time, you were always able to bring me endless warmth on cold days. Every smile you smile is like a ray of sunshine in winter, warm and bright, illuminating my way forward.
On cold nights, we hugged each other and slept together, drinking a cup of hot tea in our dreams.
It was a simple and pure bliss, as if time had stood still in that moment. Your head rests on my shoulder, and the sound of gentle breathing and heartbeat intertwine to form the most beautiful movement.
Time is gentle, the years are quiet, love is like stars, regardless of the return date. We are immersed in our own world and enjoy each other's company.
Now that the snow is falling outside the window again, is that shadow still with me? I sat alone by the fire, sighing softly from the old days.
I wrote the verses and sent them to a distant land, which was a deep longing for you and unspeakable guilt.
Is the person who spent the winter with you that year still there? The questions in my heart are like snowflakes, and I can't find answers.
Snowflakes fall, covering the past, may every lonely soul be embraced. In this frozen world, how I wish I could find the one who once gave me warmth. I want to tell you that now I have learned to love and cherish.
If I could turn back the clock, I would choose to hold your hand tightly, and I would not leave.
I long to be in the warmth of love, and no longer wander. I long to be able to feel your smile again and hear your laughter. I long to be able to walk with you through every winter, whether it's wind, frost, rain or snow. However, I know that once you miss something, you can never get it back.
That winter, the road we walked together was covered with snow. Those once warm and beautiful have passed away with the wind. All I was left with was memories and thoughts. I hope you can forgive me for being ignorant and selfish at the time. I want you to know that I love you deeply, no matter what, no matter what.
I was too stupid that year, I didn't know how to love, and I didn't know how to cherish. After I left you, I realized that you were so important and irreplaceable to me.
I often think silently in the middle of the night, if I hadn't left, would everything be different for you now, if I could meet you again, I would never let go of your hand again, and I would never let myself miss you stupidly again.
The person who spent the winter with me that year, are you okay?
In the silence of the night, I held a pen in my hand, and my thoughts were as misty as smoke.
Unspeakable thoughts surged in my heart.