pearlene yeater

Autumn rain seeps into memory and dyes lovesickness

In the continuous rainy night, it is suitable to miss and miss those common pasts hidden in memory that have never been revealed. After I came to this strange town, I was in a state of losing contact with you. I used to think forever, looked so pale and powerless in front of reality, I couldn't help but evoke a touch of self-deprecating, I used to be so naive. At that time, you were like a necessity in my life. Without your news, I would be more or less sad. But now, it seems that I have long been accustomed to not having you by my side.