if

If I see you again,

I will cry in shame.

Maybe it's because I know.

You will still be in a hurry to forgive me)

In those barren years

Because I finally can't hold on.

For all the roses that eventually wither

The last pen came a long way to say goodbye to you.

My first and last moonlit night

You already know me.

When I was the youngest.

Invite us to walk side by side through the desolate river bank and look up at the night sky.

The ecstasy and pain of life

At this moment.

Like fireworks

Well, the poem you added is the crossroads of Xi Murong.

If I really love you,

I won't forget it.

of course

I still have to

Continue quietly

say

It's a beautiful day today.

The wind is soft.

I can still smile wearily in the sunset.

say

Life is so ordinary

enclose herewith

Xi Murong

First met

Beautiful dreams and beautiful poems are the same.

Both, but not desirable.

It often appears at the most unexpected moment.

I like that dream.

In a dream

Everything can start all over again.

Everything can be explained slowly.

I can even feel all the wasted time in my heart.

The ecstasy and gratitude when you can come back.

My heart is full of happiness.

Just because you're right in front of me

Smile for me.

Just like that.

I really like that dream.

Know that you have traveled thousands of miles for me.

But I think grass is delicious.

Colorful falling petals

It seems that you and I just met.