Think you re under the night sky of another city

Mondo Social Updated on 2024-02-09

I miss you, from sunrise to sunset, all my hopes have become fruitful because of you. You are a colorful firework, and all the pain, melancholy, and confusion are lost because of your presence. You are the epiphany that blooms at night, making the night sad for a short time, and having a charm that makes dreams strangely beautiful. You are a beautiful melody that makes my lonely night quiet and charming. I miss you, the night has become so long, I want to become the wind or the flying Hong, bring you coolness and my deep thoughts about you, let you read my thoughts in the beautiful moonlight. I want to be by your side, to take care of you, to take care of you, but I miss you in some unknown corner of another city

Remembering you. I miss you, all my thoughts, my language becomes silent, I just want to be intoxicated by your sweet laughter and pretentious words. Because I know that silence is better than sound at this time, and I also know that everything is in plain sight. But my thoughts are like the grass on the side of the road and growing wildly, surging with passion in the endless. Miss you, I've become stupid. Actually, I'm not stupid, but in front of you, I'd rather be stupid and let you go. Not indulgence, not atrophy. You and I are standing together, and we also have our own leaves, our own stems, and our own roots.

We are independent, yet I am ... Why should I worry about you and miss you? Why can't I forget your shadow? Why keep you in my heart; You make me can't let go, you make me unable to let go, You make my heart can't be quiet Missing is happiness, but who knows the hard work behind it. Just like coffee, the fragrance is strong, but the taste is bitter, painful bitter, a trace of true love is better than a thousand taels**, a trace of warmth can be low thousands of miles of frost But what do I take to forget you, forget you. Thinking of you, all the memories from the beginning to the present, the cycle continues. Miss you, everything becomes obscure, everything becomes wonderful. Miss you, in this quiet moonlight, under the night sky of another city.

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