
【I am stranger to your life】
Text: Falling snow stains dust
You are the four seasons I have seen
Finally wrote down the snow and wind in the city
Besides
What else is there I want to say to you?
Heard the song, watched the dusk
Rain that has drizzled, or snow that melts in the palm of your hand
You see, we always feel like strangers
Never contacted, never mentioned
Slowly piled up over the long years
I never bumped into it again
Don't know all I miss
It's my obsession
Or you dismiss it as if it doesn't matter
This worldly love
Most of them are not able to survive the years
In the end, it will be scattered with this night wind
We will all be
The long night is long and the moon is long
You and I are in a foreign land, anyway
It will always leave the pen to write for you
A long letter on white paper has been sent
Knowing that there will be no return date
Author: Falling snow stained dust
A person who is accustomed to memories, a person who is accustomed to not being able to put it down, a red dust passerby who is upside down and displaced. Three thousand passers-by, ten zhang red dust, meeting you is fate, thank you for your liking.
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