The rest of life without you, only memories

01.

The sun is hot in the summer, the weather is hot, the heart has become restless, plus all kinds of life, really tired, very tired heart.

Always want to go to the place, but never go. There are always endless things to do every day, but they are not important things, but daily chores.

The things that I always wanted to do, but never did. I don't know where to start, how to do it, whether I can do it well or not, and I'm not sure at all.

The people that I wanted to see, but never did. The distance between each other is the distance between the clouds and the sea, the distance between the trees and the fish, never to return to the past.

The fact is that you can't go back to the past, you can't forget the past, and even if you are immersed in the trivial and complicated life, you always have a heart to hold, silent and persistent.

Sometimes I think that life has been so difficult, and why do not need to be a child, and wholeheartedly do what they should do, is not better?

But ah, people are not grass, nor mechanical, loved people have long lived in the heart, moved the love has long been engraved into the life, it is impossible to forget.

"The straightforward way to think about each other is not beneficial, it does not matter if the melancholy is clear madness." The first thing you need to do is to get a good idea of what you are doing.

Although it is said that there is no if in life, I still often think, if the rest of life with your company, is not so melancholy, so confused, so difficult? After all, the power of love can change everything and create a better life, can't it?

02.

The world of fire and smoke is full of sorrow and suffering, and we have nowhere to go after all but to let reality push us forward, day by day, year by year, not knowing when we will be able to live the life we want to live.

What is the desired life like? That is a distant dream, a dream with you, accompanying me to watch the flowers bloom in front of the garden, quietly watching the clouds roll in the sky.

When the wind comes, you will clothe me; when the rain comes, you will hold an umbrella for me. We have seen the world together, through the snow, rain, and wind, and finally settled in a corner of the red dust, not tired of the world, just quietly enjoying the time of two people.

The happiest remaining life is often asked, what kind of life?

I think there is nothing better than holding the hand of the person you love most, watching the sunrise, enjoying the sunset, listening to the wind and rain singing, remembering the past, keeping the years-long, that is the happiest rest of your life.

Although the dream is beautiful, but not long drunk in it.

Although the reality is sad, but can never escape.

This life can only wander between half drunk and half awake, sometimes sweet, sometimes melancholy, sometimes joyful, sometimes sad. That's all.

03.

I like to look back at the road I came from on the long lonely night. The deep and shallow footprints always make people sad.

The romantic beauty of youth, and the sweet warmth of love, with time, are far away, never to be found again.

When I think of you, I like to listen to the song, the song sings: "Unfortunately not you, accompany me to the end, had walked together but lost that intersection, thanks to that is you, hold my hand, can still feel the tenderness ......"

At that time, your tenderness is the most beautiful love of my life. If I could have it again, how good would it be? Unfortunately, between us only once the most beautiful, there is no future after the rest of life ......

The most important thing is that you have to be able to get the best out of it.

The fact is that you can't get a lot of people to be able to be together.

I asked the sky, but the sky does not speak. I asked the Gods and Buddhas, but they did not say anything. This life is destined to be a stranger to you.

The year I met you in the blossom of flowers, stunning time, gentle my heart. For the rest of my life without you, there are only memories and deep thoughts.

A thousand words pressed in the bottom of my heart, I hope you are at the other end of the world, happy and peaceful, occasionally remember, your world I have been here, it is good.