Author: Xinyue Blue
In the dream, your teardrops fall in the palm of my hand, wake up, and give a name to the past, called cherishing. There is always a person who has become a story in the pen and a landscape to stare at, but will no longer appear in life.
In the vast sea of people, searching for your shadow, too many things to do, just want to say to you. Can't forget you, love you all your life, hold the pen in your hand, don't know how to write our past. Your words, each of them are well, let this love fall into silence. My heart aches because you're still in my memory.
There is a kind of beauty, called meeting you, it is you who gave me the most beautiful dream, and left me alone in the wind and rain.
Although you are thousands of mountains and rivers away from me, you are deeply engraved in my heart. In the season of blossoms, who are you missing, I stand in the spring breeze, remembering the past with you.
In the vast sea of people, how lucky to be able to meet you, to see you, the truth has a hot temperature. As the years go by, you are the same as ever, remembering that your heart cannot be calm for a long time. Thank you for showing up and giving me hope for my uneventful days.
I really hope that one day, I will be able to see you again, even if I just look at your back, I can also solve some of the pain of lovesickness. The wind can't blow away the affection for you, there is a kind of true love, called waiting for your whole life, thinking of you for a lifetime, when I miss you, how much I want to tell you the pain and injury you have suffered over the years.
The most beautiful thing in the world is to meet a person who understands himself, and all the cold and warm have people who care. The deepest love is to go into each other's hearts and become each other's dependence.
You are the constant waiting in my life, the truest expectation in the depths of my soul. The wind blows and falls, as if it were your breath, guarding a promise, not knowing when to see your smiling face again.
Ever since I met you, I can't get out of your thoughts. Pingshui met, but you gave me so much, how can I forget you. I have loved you for so long, but I can't tell you, because I know that some love is destined to be a person's story.
Heartache, tears, still can't put down, once so familiar with you, now out of reach. Accompanying you for a ride is the most beautiful time in my memory; thinking of your life is the eternal affection of my years. As long as you live well, it is the last tenderness to the past.
Some regrets have become the deepest pain in my heart, and I can't say it to you, but I know that no matter what, I can't forget you. A miss, how much affection, you have become the most loved thing in my life. I can't look at you again, I can only miss you silently in the distance. Memories are repeatedly pulled, and you are the most difficult to let go of the past.
I thought I could no longer think of you, no longer worry about you, however, see your picture, read your name, and can't help but think of you. Tears slipped from the corners of his eyes, and his heart still cared too much about you. Close your eyes and imagine what you are now, but you can't find a reason to go to you anymore.
Time passes, and your appearance becomes the deepest imprint. A person walks across a street corner, and there is no longer anyone you hold my hand, and there is so much nostalgia in this world, just because of you.
When you live your whole life and think of you for the rest of your life, you will never be able to come to you again. You are the memory of my life, the tenderness that I cannot touch. The far away you are in is the hometown I guard, thinking of the sea for you, condensing your deep love into the most beautiful blessing for you.
Maybe I miss you when I'm thinking about you. How many times have I told you that I would no longer shed tears for you, but time has not allowed me to forget you. Breaking off contact with you does not mean that I no longer think about you, and the intersection I have ever had is the most beautiful picture in memory.
There is no reason for love, some losses are destined to be a lifetime of pain. Are you doing well now? Even if you have white hair and an old face, you are still my unchanging affection.
Love that no one understands has become a scar, and I don't know when I will see you again. My heart is in turmoil, and I want to tell you about those thoughts. To love without being able to do so is a lifelong heartbreak. At the end of the world, the concern for you has never stopped, keeping the vows you have said, waiting for you in the years.
Walking hand in hand with you through a familiar street is the most romantic thing I think is. The love thread is wrapped around the palm of the hand, and the infatuated person is always the most hurt. I pretended not to care, couldn't help but not contact, you are the most unforgettable person in my life.
Obviously, my heart is like a knife, and I am reluctant to let go of your hand, but I still wipe away my tears and look at your back.
Can't forget you, love you all your life, you owe me a future, and finally become a sorry. Time has changed so many things, there is a kind of true feeling that is always worth remembering, and I hope you are happy.
There are countless encounters in people's lives, and there is always a meeting, which makes people forget themselves, do not seek twilight, but only wish to live a lifetime in each other's hearts.