Stay in the past

I used to know that when I was happy, there was a laugh that accompanied you to ignore the image; when you were angry, you accompanied me to listen to my endless embarrassment; when you were sad, you accompanied me without speaking. Silently tears. At that time, I only knew that there was you around, really happy.

Never thought about it, you will leave. No blessing, no goodbye.

I don't blame you, it's not your fault. You have your sky, you have your storm, I will pay attention behind you, and strive to continue your happiness. When you cry, I want to hand you a paper towel and tell you; "The world has me! ”

I also tried to count the injury you gave with a smile. In the end, the tears flowed out with a smile. If you leave, you will never be able to come back. Maybe you will no longer let me rely on it. Maybe you rely on yourself. The biggest injury, maybe the injury will finally let me relax, and perhaps the release is doomed to leave. I don't know why I met you at the beginning, I don't know why you didn't leave before I depended on you, and I don't know why you left after I depended on you. But: If you see a shadow in front, it is because there is sunshine behind it. You are my sunshine. When you are discouraged, think about you and be full of strength. Thanks to fate, let me know that in a noisy world, there is another one that belongs to me. It gives me a lot of confidence. Maybe you have forgotten me. It doesn't matter. Forgetting me is not your fault, but the ruthlessness of fate.

Perhaps it is good to say no goodbye, as if we have never been separated.

Sometimes, the more old a thing is, the more flavor it has; the more intense the color, the more it feels; the more profound the memory, the more meaningful it is. Some questions, no answer is the final answer; sometimes things, no results are the best results. We have a perfect beginning, how can we expect a beautiful ending? With the process, I am very satisfied.

East Side Road, West Side Road, South Side Road, Wulipu, Qilipu, Shilipu, one step, one step, one step, one step, the time, the sky is also smashing, the day is also smashing, the clouds are also smashing, the sun is full of shops, and the first smog is returned. No, there are countless mountains, countless waters, and countless emotions. I am rememberful to remember you, you exist, my deep mind, my dreams, my heart, my life. Memories, so beautiful.

I love you, and I have no time to change my face. I am thinking about it, and the glory of the land is still there.

Recall this wonderful.

Third day: Zhang Yaran