【Original Essay】Love Song "Ten Years"

Suddenly, on this unusually silent night, I remembered listening to an old song "Ten Years." Listening to think of many previous things, feeling like I was at that time, feeling myself at that time, being young and crazy, being confused and wandering at that time, having appeared those things and those many vague figures that appeared in your life, ten years ago I stood on the street with her wandering, remembering that moment, as if time was stuck in that moment, I really hope that time froze at that moment, always left a mark at that moment, but unfortunately time said goodbye to me, but I stood there smirking and hiding my shadow, As if waiting for it...

Everyone was waiting, but those years were kept, but it was quietly stolen by it, these, or those, found that the speed of my tapping on the keyboard stopped, took a deep breath, exhaled the rhythm of that breath, I naturally drew out a cigarette, and lit it, watching it emit a faint purple smoke, I seemed to follow its smoke back to the self of ten years ago, the young self, the cynical self, when the future became the past, suddenly there was an excitement in my heart, She smiled at me for a moment, sitting on the bench, she took my hand, the feeling of water in her eyes, but I smiled a little unnaturally, ten years later, I stood in her doorway wandering, like a key but could not open the door, silly waiting, not listening to the curse in her mouth, but the thought brought me back to the present, thinking that she would never be able to open the door, she appeared to grab my wrist that was clutching the key, like a moment ten years ago...

The ten years in my heart, experienced, vividly remembered those things and the figure that has begun to fade slowly, I immersed myself in the lyrics of the song that came from the low voice, dreaming back to the melody that originally had a melody, a new decade but in the footsteps of time, so the melody made me a little intoxicated, a little decadent.

Ten years ago its melody made me...