A beauty that will never be forgotten

She rode with me,

I don't want to talk.

The wind blows slightly,

Only street lights and stars twinkle in front.

Cozy without losing tenderness,

accidentally

Start drifting wildly with the wind.

She rode with me,

Occasionally I look back and laugh.

The car moves slowly,

Only grass and wildflowers swayed beside the road.

Happy and attached,

That's it

Back to the cotton bed of the hour.

I just looked at her.

The road is long and long,

The feeling never stops.

There are hair ends swinging next to the face,

The air has a fragrance spreading.

There is only one circle of paste in the head,

Stupid stupid stupid.

The world

There are many beautiful things that can't be forgotten,

This needs to be preceded by forever.