There is no traceable love in this life, there is no innocence to pursue, the yearning that was once there was, but to see flowers in the fog, mirror flowers and water moon, everything is a bubble, the reality is very cruel.
This leads to not believing in love, no longer trusting, no longer hoping, no longer pursuing, leaving behind the attachment that was once there.
The expenses of the flowing years are always accompanied by a little longing, like the first sight, lost in the other party's world. Can't see, can't see, is blindfolded.
Choosing is the first step to go, giving yourself many reasons, reasons to go back. The faint, slow but empty, everything we get along with is frozen in the memory. Time passed, there was no way to start again, and since then you and I have a distance.
Love is around, thoughts are in the heart, far and near, vague, dear you, right in front of you, but can not be touched, your smile is so beautiful, why can you still see the tears on your face, nothing to say about you, but also become silent, poison is still spreading little by little.
When you are sad, you will secretly shed tears in your dreams, and when you wake up, you will see your back, your sadness is just not written on your face, why do you only remember the hurt in your memory, at this moment your good, can not see at all.
The hazy weather represents, my pain, reminiscing about the past, what is the bitterness, what should be endured has been endured. Beautiful moments cannot be retained, and of course there are more difficulties in life than joy. Happiness is short-lived.
"One different and two wide" may be an angry sentence, or maybe it is really necessary to put it down.
On the road of pursuing love, full of scars, what is it, but defeated, insisting on the unchanging will, strong smile, poetic situation, yearning place, after all, is missed, and then forward, only oneself is left alone.
For the rest of your life, you can't see the stars, you can't see the stars, you can't see the sea of stars, and the sky after the rain has no rainbow, it's destitute and empty.
Time did not stop, the rest of the road to walk alone, may stumble, still need to be brave.
Everyone wants to be willful, but reality does not allow, living in the moment, need to be carefree, in fact, the pressure in the heart is very large, others can not understand, only rely on their own to untie the knot.
There are some things that cannot be said and cannot be said, and who can you say them to? This is the price of growth, slowly throwing away the troubles, forgetting the sadness, striding forward, and being the original self.
What love is, some say like a pair of high heels, very beautiful, very beautiful, but you can't control it, you are not a princess in a fairy tale.
It is Cinderella who lives in reality, can't meet her own prince, not everyone, has good luck.
Listen to the sound of rain, it is not rain, but the sound of your heartbreak, the tears of pain, the distance between each other, never block.
Since then, we have been separated from each other, if we can, it is best not to meet in this life and disappear into the sea of people.
Text: Qianqian