Talk about the feeling of walking alone in the drizzle.

June is foggy and rainy. It's raining in Mao Mao. I walked along the river alone. There was silence everywhere. Only the sound of the running river. I was silent for a while. Think about what happened to us. My heart is as empty as the sea. My life seems to have gone back to the past. At this time, my eyes are already wet. I can hardly hear crying in my hoarse voice. It seems that all this happened so suddenly that I can't even imagine it. My heart burst in an instant. There is only sadness and despair in my heart. I used to laugh. The vows of eternal love also bid farewell with our silence. A thousand words can't tell you that your figure is gone. I can't see the road clearly here. My heart is overflowing. I kept calling your name in the rain. But I've never heard your voice. At the end of my destiny, I finally remembered. Love can't be given without your world. Without you. The world cannot move. Only you. Give me the warm morning light. Sadness is repeatedly entangled. I can't dodge. When you came, my melancholy eyes couldn't see you clearly. Look at my tears and you don't look back. It's cruel of you to leave. Your vague back is an eternal memory in my heart. If I know that sadness is always inevitable, why should I be so enthusiastic? In the dark, I count the sadness you gave me. I have loved and hurt, and my heart has long been haggard. Love is deep, rain is heavy. How many past events in misty rain.