Idiom story

Meet in a narrow road, seemingly acquainted, indifferent;

Ignore innocent, pass by, can you make a mistake again?

I can’t bear it, I’m looking back, and I’m looking back;

Unexpectedly, the eyes and the clouds, the sea and the sea, the things are human!

Nothing, no power, no stopping;

I can’t laugh and cry, I have to blame everyone, and I am resigned. . .

At the beginning of the story,

Close at hand, but speechless, as a passerby. . .

At the end of the story,

On the other side of the day, but looking for her in the crowd, regret it. . .