It was also such a dusk when he left.
The twilight sky, the vast world. The same twilight, the mood will be so different! As things go by, the laughter of the past can still be
Ripples ripple in the lake of the heart that has become like stagnant water!
What was once possessed has been lost, like a floating cloud in the air, no longer looking back, but it is difficult
In the belief that the drifting clouds really refused to look back and smile. Remember I told you, I
What a fear of dusk, it is the end of the day, the beginning of the night. Already remembered
I don't know what kind of words you used to comfort me, but the fear in my heart at that time was not caused
This disappeared, on the contrary, and continues to this day. But I already had a hunch that it was future
Many, many dusks I will walk alone.
Anticipate in the twilight, and the anticipation eventually disappears in the twilight. The ruthlessness of the years also
Xu can wash away the dead leaves floating in the long river of memory, but he can't wash away the wind that was once living
The stones that have been tossed in the waves will sink into the bottom of the heart forever. The shock wave of the mind is even a wave
As the waves follow, what should float away must drift away, and what must be left will remain for a long time.
