I don't know when it started or when it was re-mentioned. I always remember it vaguely and remember your vaguely visible eyes.
I never dared to think about whether it was a rational or silly decision.
However, these choices have repeatedly impacted my soul and seem to always remind me not to forget that you still have lost youth...
See?
The orange section was the first time we met, and it was so clearly visible.
Fate seems unpredictable. One of your questions, one of my answers, we smiled at each other.
We are destined to stand out in front of a group of people.
However, the ice is so cool.
There is still a Red Section
The volume of strokes in the dark seems to be mocking me relentlessly.
We have an agreement.
When you look back, the person who is at the highest position will also be there.
A thrilling gray scene appears.
I told myself to be calm.
That person was changed by me, and I used my heart in exchange for gray changes.
We were so excited that I wanted to hug you when I went out.
However, the red section is still incomplete.
Black.
Humorous.
One afternoon, sit together and have a taste.
Only time is no longer reincarnation.
I know, we are all waiting, waiting for another round of time.
In reality, the entire screen is penetrating, and the fragmented illusion is turned into a grain of deep air.
We are breathing.
You know, I always like a song.
That is 1983.
Sorry, I love you.
Thanks to Wu Tong's essay, it seems that I have lived again.
This article is purely fictitious and you don't have to take it seriously. I wish all bachelors will leave the club camp as soon as possible!