Meet in the crowd, forget in the arena

This fleeting few degrees change, face remains unchanged. Time flies in the wind and rain, you and I miss it in the beautiful years. Nowadays, that long-sealed emotion can only be used to pay tribute to the lost time with a hint of sad words. Walking in the wind and rain of the world, fate makes me meet you; Feeling makes me like you; Time makes me lose you. We gathered and dispersed in a hurry, and there were countless feelings. This feeling often hung in my heart and sighed with endless emotion. The beautiful scenery at this time reminded me of you and the man that made me fall in love at first sight. However, you are not around me. We are separated from each other. You are at the end of the world and I am at the corner of the sea. The illusion that missing you always comes in a hurry at midnight is an untouchable distance. Thinking of this, there was another burst of sobs, but there were too many entanglements, too many tears and heartbreak between us. I could not feel your tenderness and the hot soft feeling, the love you gave me changed from warm to cold. We changed from being unfamiliar to being familiar; Then from being familiar to being unfamiliar; From meeting each other late to not seeing each other. The heart is originally separated by thousands of miles, and staying together is also self-deceiving. Where is the emotional end-result of deep sorrow and sadness and wandering from place to place? The last two pieces of love became hurt to each other. Deep in the soul, people always thought that what they missed was the best. They were waiting for each other to lower their heads, and they didn’t know who would return to the starting point, it will only become more tangled. Perhaps the pain must be experienced, leaving a deep impression. Time is the most effective medicine to cure injuries. We just meet by chance. It is enough to have it! When the vast sea of people meet, they finally return to the original point. How sad and unrestrained life is, I believe that the wound will eventually heal, and there is no need to waste time in grief and anger, because prosperity will eventually end. I choose not to worry about the past or struggle in the whirlpool of love any more. I want to say: Actually, I can live well alone!

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