In the afterglow of dusk.
Walk down the bustling streets.
Suddenly, I found out. That person, those things.
It's been a long time since it's been in my thoughts.
I closed my eyes.
Feel the peace of mind at this moment.
It turned out to be working normally and living normally.
It gradually became a calming force.
Let the inner turmoil subside.
The pain in my heart.
Also in day-to-day life.
Washed clean.
A lot of things are getting more and more blurred.
It seems to be wrapped in the tenderness of the years.
Perhaps there is no special ritual for relief.
It's one ordinary night after another.
You find yourself moving farther and farther away from the past.
Those past pains.
It is as if it has been turned into a gentle breeze by time.
Gently brush over your heart.
Why do you think people are nostalgic?
Is it because it was really beautiful in the past?
Not necessarily. Sometimes it's just because.
It's only after that, I feel beautiful.
There is a line in "Big Fish and Begonia":
In this short life, we will all lose it eventually. You might as well be bold, love someone, climb a mountain, and chase a dream. 】
In fact, a person's life is really short.
You can go to the books, go to the study, go to the gym.
Go and see the mountains and rivers.
And not to make your youth.
Trapped only in loving and being loved.
A new life begins.
Life should be like a wilderness, with a never-ending wind.