Listen and read, empty city legacy dream

The scar of heartache, the scar of memory, how can I not hate? If I am strong, if I am cheerful, please let me be the same as before. I brushed my eyelashes, wiped my lipstick, changed into a Western dress and held your hand. These memories all laughed at me for being silly. I lost my mobile phone, photos and the past, but I couldn’t lose my beautiful dream. I want to smile happily and fall into your arms, running to ask you to come back quickly, love is so cute. What now? The memory is full of blank, like fish swimming freely in the sea, natural like deer, if my world can come back, these dreams will be now! —- Jinse a glance at life and death, a thought of reincarnation. Whose city has promised me 1/3 years? The story that belongs to me, the warmth that gradually fades away. A person, a city, a dream of a lifetime. Too ordinary, always wishful thinking about the attachment of the goddess of fate. Who sighed long in the years; Who was disappointed in the dream of the empty city; Who burst into tears in the music? I never thought that one day the time I missed you would be so long that I needed to measure it with all the time of the rest of my life. Most of the time, I always wonder whether there is something missing in the whole memory? Either missing you, or missing me, or missing the whole past. They all said that memories couldn’t be said, so I kept writing. Write your name into chapters and love you forever into melodies. I have been thinking about whether time will drag my missing into a long time, or whether it will make the time lengthy? It was only later that I realized that the limited time for the rest of my life was not enough to measure the length of loving you. If life can be exchanged for eternal memory, if time can dismiss all the separation, and if missing can recall the youth that has already passed away, then? When prosperity gradually declines, when the world is warm and cold, I am willing to sink into the memory swamp of the past and die. I don’t remember who said that I forgot what it was for at the beginning? Confused? Therefore, through the warm melody, I embarked on a journey of one person. I only said it was a great luck to be cared about and missed by others. Therefore, I learned to laugh at everyone, but the little girl in her heart was still there. I learned to think of you when you are free and just listening to songs. I learned to accept the emotion that things are right and wrong, but I haven’t learned to be strong yet. I told the whole world frankly that I was missing and also missing. If time cannot dilute memories, then I would rather remember those past deeply. What I fear is that if one day I forget my memories in time, will I lose the right to never forget? Always enlighten and bless others, but never know how to enlighten and comfort yourself. Even though the smiling face is like a flower, even though it is always strong, my heart is still not warm, even in the boiling water, my heart is still as cold as thin ice. I am just eager for someone to build a sea of vicissitudes for me in this time when love and hate are rampant!

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