In midsummer, the Emerald breath lingered in my ears, and I felt confused by the breeze waving at my fingertips. I once thought that it would be great if I could have courage in those years. Maybe now it would not be the past. Flowers bloom in the fleeting years, but you still don’t understand the trace of pain in your eyes. Whether you laugh or cry, times have changed. At this time, you will only be accompanied by a lonely shadow, full of loneliness. Sometimes I always think like this casually, whether it is sad beauty that embellishes our memories or regret to see us leave. All this has passed all the time. Time has taken away our appearance, and the wind has given us a trace of old age. But it can’t resist the sadness seduced by memories all the time. Defects vaguely emerged in my eyes, and my heart was not thinking over and over again: how good it would be to have courage that year. You have been to the wounded city under the eyelashes, but you didn’t stay, but I can only wait for your back, dejected. Perhaps, it is also destined that the vicissitudes of life are destined to accompany you and wait for you. The tears in my heart are as follows, but I can’t find your figure all the time. Is it because my tears blurred my eyes and my sadness disturbed my heart, can you find yourself at the other end of your life. I want to cry, but I must hold back. I understand that I won’t let you see the fragility in my heart. Even if I miss you like a trick, I will raise my mouth and say to you: Everything is fine. Light sadness, blurred eyes; Crazy memories, write the sadness of parting. Memories are mottled with colors, but it is still difficult to wipe away your figure. May that bunch of purple vines slowly dissipate and take away the sadness of that season.

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