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Autumn will be late, friendship is older and closer, now look back, I don't know if you are still a deceased person.
But in any case, I have no resentment towards you, and if I want to blame you, I can only blame the shallowness of the affection.
And, in a way, I also want to thank you for failing me and letting me know that I can be so good myself.
The only regret is that I am so good now, but I have never met anyone who can make me feel free to give everything I have.
So, at some sunset, when I walk alone through the crowded long street, I still can't help but think of you.
Faint acacia, faint pity, the heart is not as bad as the original pain, like the mosquito's mouth needle pierced the skin feeling, slight pain.
After all, we have experienced four years of wind and rain together, and we have also promised a place under the peach blossom tree.
Paradoxically, however, I knew that for the rest of our lives, we would never have the chance to see each other again, or that there would be no need to see each other again.
But what you have in mind is still those verdant times spent together.
It's also the only place where I haven't grown.
No matter how much you've hurt me, I always think that you're the most special person I've ever met.
In fact, I can't say where you are good, but I know that your appearance is the reason why I don't love others.
Therefore, I have never said anything bad about you, one is reluctance, and secondly, I do not want to deny each other's efforts.
After all, we have had a very good memory.
It would be unfair to define you as a scumbag, or an irresponsible person, just because of the result.
Love is what it is, if you don't love, just leave, I can understand.
The only thing that puzzled me was how our love suddenly disappeared.
You say that you are a person with ideals and want to see what is in the distance, and you also say that you advocate freedom, and the stability I want is the future that you can't give.
But in fact, these things have nothing to do with love, because I also told you that I am not too far away from the end of the world with your days.
So, in your future, you never intended me to count, and that's what makes me saddest.
I am most afraid of the spring breeze, and I think of you.
Suddenly, it is already a March day on earth, the new grass is green, and everything is revived.
Perhaps, the new people will catch up with the old people!
In the headphones is Faye Wong's "Hurry That Year", if you can't see it again, will you still be red-faced.
What makes me wonder why those songs with the name of healing are always more and more sad the more you listen to them.
Roughly, I really can't forget you.
So I also want to know, how do you remember me now, with a smile, or very silent?
It doesn't really matter anymore.
Life is like this, I have already figured out, once some people miss, it is forever, there will be no chance to start again.
And I'm sure I don't have the courage to experience that kind of pain again.
Because, the heart really hurts.
So my thoughts, probably really no longer related to you, can't let go, may be that warm memory.
It was the only youth in my life, and I dedicated it to love.
Later, many people I met were better than you, but when you left, you took away my courage to fight for myself.
Now, I try to love myself every day to make myself better and sharper.
In this way, I have reason to convince myself that good people are lonely.
Then I can comfortably guard this loneliness, not afraid of the crowd, not afraid of alienation.
But no matter what, I'm going to be a warm person because someone has been so gentle to me once, and I know that feeling.
To put it another way, that's why I still miss you.
Many people have told me that people have to learn to forget in order to live happier.
I don't think so, my current lovesickness does not make me sad, on the contrary, because of this thought, my heart will be softer, so that I can always maintain a kind of kindness to human beings.
I will tell myself that every fate is not easy to come by, and I will not make hasty choices anymore, but I respect every encounter.
Even if, in the end, we just become ordinary friends, I will feel peace of mind for my sincerity.
It was late at night, and I folded a piece of thought into a dense text on my document, borrowing a spring breeze from the sky and sending it to all the people in this world who could not see each other again.
Good night and good night's sleep.
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Author: Feng Xiaoyi
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