In the vast sea of people, there is always an encounter, like a season of flowering, amazing time, beautiful years, has become an inseparable obsession in life.
There is always a kind of true love, love, and delusion, but it can't put aside the fateful love of shallowness, and finally it can only be deeply suppressed in the heart, becoming a secret that is never mentioned in life.
Just as Zhang Ailing said:
The beginning of every love story is always as brilliant as a flower, and the end is always as silent as earth.
The beautiful meeting left a lifetime of nostalgia, even if the ending song was finally scattered, those love memories are still fresh in the memory.
Many times, silence does not mean forgetting, not disturbing, does not mean not wanting, you are the original heart in my life that is difficult to give up, and it is the most beautiful feeling in my memory.
After saying goodbye, I still can't help but miss, day, night, flowers, flowers, a heart, always missing you in the distance.
For your delusion, for your deep, for you to build dreams, to pray for you, there is a fate called a different life, there is a kind of affection called a thought a lifetime.
I have some thoughts, separated from each other in the distance
That year, that encounter, made an unprecedented romantic memory in this life.
That year, that day's parting, forged the helpless ending of this life.
Since then, you are in the cape, I am at the end of the world, I love you as before, but I can only hold your memory in my heart and rely on you in my memory.
How I hope that at a certain corner of my life, I can meet you again, and I dare not ask for your hand, and I want to meet your tenderness again.
Although you are in a foreign country, you are always holding my heart, although I can't see you, but deep in my heart, even if you are at the end of the world, I am on the cape, you are still the soul lover close at hand in my heart.
In addition to thinking of you, I still miss you
I pretended to calmly tell myself that I was going to forget you, that one second I had just said that I would forget, and the next second I turned around and remembered deeply, it turned out that the people who had entered the heart, not together, were all deep in the heart.
Whether you know it or not, my world, in addition to thinking of you, still thinks of you.
When the morning wind blows away the darkness of the night, I am thinking of you; the evening glow sends away the hustle and bustle of the day, and I miss you.
When the winter wind blows away the fall of autumn leaves, I am thinking of you; when the spring rain washes away the desolation of winter, I am thinking of you.
After you, I can't remember how many people I rubbed shoulders with, but I know that in those thousands of encounters, no one has ever entered my heart like you.
Even if you are not around, you are the only one I love, even if there is no chance of marriage, you are all I miss, a different life, a lifetime, is my obsession in this life.
About you, about love, in addition to missing, is to remember, I will silently adhere to the promise I made for love, with all my thoughts, for you to continue to write a clear dream of a lifetime of generations and a couple.
A lifelong heart is still the same, a love for a lifetime of dreams, so I miss you
Day by day, I went around the world of thoughts, and after all, I didn't miss you.
Year after year, I waited and looked forward to your distant place, but after all, I did not expect your return date.
I tell the wind over and over again my thoughts, hoping that the wind will carry my thoughts into your city and convey my affection to you, but the wind does not understand the obsession in my heart.
The deeply obsessive love and thoughts buried in my heart can only be allowed to wrap around the deep sadness of my eyebrows.
Thinking of you day by day, loving you year after year, a lifetime of heart is still the same, a love of a lifetime of dreams, my distant soul lover, are you okay? You know, I really miss you!
Thinking of you, thinking of you, a whole life, a lifetime!