Some depression, a feeling of wanting to call out but not being able to.
All that can be said is not pain.
One day we are really hurt, we will cry, we will shout, we will be hysterical, we will have a nervous breakdown, we want to say pain, but we can't find the adjective.
It was on the side of the mouth, but it was clenched tightly by the teeth.
Numerous times, I used my fingers to rub the outline of the other side, as if I could touch it.
Is that haunting fantasy the sky that Lily realized?
No, never will.
She's only a cheater.
She is a guide, she creates hallucinations and sows a seed called the sky in the young man's heart.
However, all those who have not crossed the river cannot feel the other side.
So, the boy said,
I want to fly.
I wonder if they found the so-called sky after they mustered up the courage to take off.
Or, fall heavily.
Youth is an illusion.
We feel time peeling away from us, dying, but dazed as we try to search for traces of what we call youth passing by.
So I began to wonder if youth forgot to say hello and died.
Or it never existed.
The concluding remarks of "Song of Everlasting Regret", a city will never grow old, because every day there are people running towards grand youth.
But people will get old, and they experience death and forgetfulness every day. The death of the last minute and second is approaching the final physical death.
About everything about Lily Zhou, there is also a name
called Cardamom Nianhua.
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