"Grass-like Years": Sun Rui, Qiu Fei and Zhou Zhou, this can be a memory
On the street corner, the crowd, where you turn around, your smiling face is so familiar, but your eyes are so strange, strange, that it makes me cry like rain. Such a sad sentence, how can it tell the cruelty of time: it turns out that everything can become the past, what has gone, will not come back, some feelings, faded away can not be traced. Faintly remembering the causes of the world, the magical hand of time, confirms my words: coming and going are all karma. Yes, life is always inevitable to gather and disperse.
I remembered that when I was a child, I used to think of my classmates as friends. Because I don't know what a friend is, I mistake my classmates who get along day and night for friends, which is really naïve and cute. Later, little by little, some classmates became friends, some classmates were still classmates, and some people who became friends from classmates became classmates again because of the distance in reality. There is no way to go back and miss something, the days are passing every day, people always have to go forward, looking back, even if it is sincere to themselves, it is also cruel.
There is no denying that there will always be many people in life. Some people come and go, some people go and come back, some people are close at hand, some people are far away, some people pass by, some people go all the way. In any case, it is inevitable that the sadness of the song will eventually disperse. However, classmates are not friends, they meet at the end of one of the two roads, walk together for a while, and then say goodbye at the next fork in the road. What used to be together, happy or unhappy, has disappeared.
People who have embraced each other with infinite affection, sometimes separated, may have thought that the unforgettable heart is unforgettable, persistent struggle, but when the love is no return, waiting is in vain, we will always put it down, feelings are after all two people's business, in the face of separation, you can work hard, but love this thing, really not hard work has results, because the other person, has his own way of thinking, the right to make decisions, not you can control the right.
No matter how deep the feelings, no matter how strong the kindness and righteousness of the friends, the end of the world is far away, and the love and righteousness will eventually slowly fade. It's not that each other's hearts have changed, nor is it that they no longer think of each other as friends, but that at the end of the world, joys and sorrows cannot be shared, and it turns out that we are so far away that only greetings are left - greetings are still good, at least we have not forgotten each other. Many times in life, our road is actually lonely, which comes from the ultimate desolation in the depths of life.
Xu is to see too much, will see so lightly. I have also quietly waited for the return of the departed people, and I have also regretted that my close friends are relatively speechless, but after all, it is the inevitable result of life, and it is the best style to accept it calmly. Seeing too many friends, in the face of the loss of love, still insisting on not letting go, picking up love, but shedding tears. The end is also another kind of beginning, saying goodbye to the wrong, in order to find the right, empty cup, in order to hold the favorite drink.
Once in a certain year and a certain month, I also isolated in the street, thinking of your smiling eyes and familiar face, your long hair fluttering in the wind, gently entangled my heart; also on a cold winter night, a cup of tea and a little tear, remembering dear, how did you really leave like this? Do you know, my dear, who am I to you? Who are you to me? Who are we? Who's who' who? Hiding at a certain time, missing the palm prints of a certain time; hiding in a certain place, missing a person who stands on the way and stands on the way but still cares, such a sad beauty, I think, everyone has had.