1. One is always on a strange road, watching strange scenery and listening to strange songs. Then in a casual moment, you will find that you have really forgotten what you tried to forget.

There are so many places around a person, and you can give so much. In this small circle, some people want to come in and have to leave.

When the wild animal is injured, it can run to a cave to hide, and then lick the wound and persist, but once asked, it can't stand it.

The wound, like me, is a stubborn child who refuses to heal, because the heart is a warm and humid place, suitable for anything to grow.

Some people will be engraved in the memory forever, even if they forget his voice, his smile and his face, the feeling of thinking of him will never change.

6. Everyone is a king. In your own world, you don't listen to me, but you don't want me to listen to you.

7. Forgetting is our unchangeable destiny. Everything is like a misplaced painting. Everything in the past can't go back to the past, so it slowly extends bit by bit. Maybe we should really forget what interleaving is.

8. Leaving makes things simple, people become kind, and like children, we start over.

9. Those who say they will never part have already been scattered all over the world.

10, I don't like talking, but I talk the most every day. I don't like to laugh, but I always laugh. People around me say that my life is so happy, so I think I am really happy. But why did I suddenly become silent among a large group of friends? Why do I feel sad when I see a similar figure in the crowd? I forgot to talk when I watched the trees fall leaves madly in autumn, and I forgot the original direction when I watched the warm yellow light on the road as it was getting late.

1 1. What is happiness? Is to hide your sadness and smile at everyone.

12, who is the passer-by in his life, who is the wheel of his life, the dust of past lives, the wind of this life, and the spirit of endless sadness.

13, time didn't wait for me, but you forgot to take me away. I have a firefly in my left hand and a ten-year meditation in my right hand.

14, one day I will walk away from you silently, without any sound, I missed a lot, and I am always sad alone.

15, I look at you smiling, silent, proud and lost, just like now, so I am happy to be with you, and I am sad to be with you, but I have always stood in the present, and you will always stay in the past.

16, I forgot the year, month and day when I carved a face on which wall-Zhang Wei smiled and stared at my face sadly.