"Who are you, a teenager who misses you so much and turns into a song on the way to abandon the city?" Where does this sentence come from? literature

20 14 Write a poem for you on April 24th.

Who are you, the teenager who misses you so much?

Into a song on the way to abandon the city

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I gave up time just to see the forever you said.

Even if you shoot me, I believe it is a fire.

Wandering in the war-torn world has long been eroded by the unrestrained enthusiasm of the past.

Everyone has a wound in his heart, where the sky once fell.

It rained all night in my dream, but my eyes were wet when I woke up.

Replace the position around you and erase the traces you have walked.

If despair befalls me, I will still move on, not confused, not flustered and not looking back.

Just like a lover who still loves you suddenly says goodbye, just like us.

I hope your eyes can only see a smile.

Cry, not because of weakness, but because of being strong for too long.

Time runs counter to memory, and memory is sent into nothingness, beginning with no beginning and no end.

I gave you the warmest hug, but you gave me the saddest heartbeat.

Youth is an ignorant rush, which always leaves lingering wounds.

We are all trying to grow up, and then we are all black and blue.

I hope my future will have a house facing the sea, and then there will be you and me in it.

We come and go, and the whereabouts of the years are unknown.

At that age, we all got the love we thought.

If you can see through my bluff. Then can you also protect my vulnerability?

Believe in a person's cleanest and most thorough courage at this age.

I want to put you in my dream, avoid the gap of time and accompany me to my old age.

Without the preparation of imitators, why do you love so much?

Naive when young, naive when old, but lazy in lewdness, thin in youth, quiet in time, hurting the soul.

I really want you to leave your family behind. I'm the only one left in the world.

What I admire is not the young couple, but the one who helps the old and brings the young.

Whether it's cold or warm, knowing each other, arguing, arguing, or staying for a lifetime.

In memory, your smile can be dyed green and warm all summer and winter.

There is no sunshine in the old city. You and I have a similar dream.

Even if the heavy rain turns the city upside down, I will give you a hug.

Even if it is beyond redemption, I can smile as long as I have you.

If I push you away coldly, can you hold on a little longer?

No matter how long the night is, you said that as long as you believe, you will always see the sun.

I use memories to warm every moment when I miss you.

The word love is too difficult. Should I sit still or die?

Tear off my protective color and break the lock on my soul; It seems that I am insecure and can do anything.

Hiding in the ruined street, who are you? Are you still the king above?

The fear of love, originally not nothingness, is interpreted in me, so I have to believe it for no reason.

From then on, I have a distance of missing, which will always remind me that I still love you.

It's raining outside and the sky is gloomy. Write your name on the glass window.

I had already prepared the plot, but you gave me a sly sum, which was fatal to my mind.

I will love you for two days, one with you and one without anyone.

We always regard grandiose obsession as love.

In those years, the future was so far away and shapeless, and we were so simple and carefree.

In fact, you and I both know that no one depends on anyone.

After repeated silence, I put it down, and I knew it was false.

Loneliness is the heel, memory is the dent, and I live alone.

Love can neither be old nor old, but it makes you have a desire to go.

What you want to interpret is no longer the afterimage of the tragic protagonist, but your new self.

If you smile, if you kiss, I can bear more scars and more sacrifices.

The passing water is a metaphor for how time flies, and finally we are no longer.

The city was dark, and no one could see anyone but snuggle together.

If I am in your heart, why don't I have a rival of 3 thousand?

Mistakes are temporary regrets, and misses are eternal regrets.

I always wonder if my memory lives on the other side of the tape and my ring dies on the other side of the tape.

Just for her to give up the ideal city and wait until dawn to go to an unknown life and death.

I want 3000 empty ones for you.

Finally, I shed tears and watched him hold your back. I miss you so much that you can't see. How wonderful your other world is.

You have to believe that there must be your lover in the world. He will find you. You must wait.

Love is the pain of missing you and having to leave.

The world is so big and life is so long, there will always be someone who makes you want to be gentle.

Let me tell you a joke. Its name is love.

You are the apple of my eye. You are my most precious person.

An unfathomable person has an easy-to-understand heart.

Under the neon lights, I walked through the most beautiful and sad scenery, that is, I saw you holding hands with her in the street.

Time is really a great thing, which can make fate erratic.

Even the shadows are urging me to be strong. I have no reason to be unhappy.

A cat has nine lives but only one heart.

Now I understand that a person can be so sad that he has no emotion, no language and no expression.

One kind of emotion is nameless sadness, which seems to have nothing to do with the person I can't love.

Do you see the flowers on the other side? The flowers full of beautiful expectations are white.

If the existence of love brings harm, then I would rather throw love into the sea.

No matter how beautiful the starlight is, it will eventually become an unfinished regret and a memory.

The future that was once close at hand is now far away.

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Who are you? You are a teenager who misses you very much and turned into a song on the way to abandon the city.