As time goes by, you in memory are still like yesterday.

As time goes by, you in memory are still like yesterday.

The breeze is gentle, the light autumn is slightly cool, the bright moon is like water, the sky and the moon whisper softly. The light Moonlight reflects my dusty memory for a long time. My thoughts like the breeze blend into my palpitations repeatedly. Time is like an hourglass, more than half of the time