Now we have gone our separate ways, fighting for our future in two different cities, the reality shines into the dream, and everything becomes lifeless , those summer memories of youth are fading away, in fact, it's not that time is flying, it's just that we are flying, and only occasionally feel heartache, and occasionally miss you...
Years later,
you hide your face and cry
youthful at night. The lights
are roaring away, who makes you wonder
who is keeping the original oath, who is
standing in place ,
who is in heaven
, who is in hell
, who has been looking for you in your young dreams...
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