Forgotten songs

Many years ago, a strange night, listening to the songs floating from the riverside bar, was sad and lingering, and slowly floated on the cold river with the breeze of summer night.

The gentle night color suddenly becomes blurred, and the young mind is filled with poetic sadness in an instant. I want to hear clearly what the lyrics are singing, but I seem to be in a hazy dream.

That song, ethereal and ethereal, seems to be nothing, and then it seems to be speechless after several croons. It seems to be everywhere, but it can't be captured.

After that night, I often miss some enchanted evening who I can't forget but can't catch. What I don't want to see is that as time goes by, the melody is getting weaker and weaker in my heart. In the end, I can't remember clearly, only that touch remains in my heart.

Sometimes I wonder if I can recognize it if I meet it again. If we change the environment, there will be no river wind and no wandering in a foreign land that night, will I still be deeply moved? Really not necessarily.

In fact, there is nothing regrettable about this idea. Being in it, I deeply felt that kind of mood, and I also kept good memories. It only belongs to the environment and mood at that time, and I can't take it away or force it to be unforgettable forever.

Think of a few moments in life when you meet someone or something you like, and you desperately want to catch it, but you often can't get what you want, so you can only watch it slip away.

So in the long years to come, you look back and sigh and feel that you will never meet that kind of love again in your life. However, life is constantly moving forward, and obsession is never easy to persist. One day, when you read everything about Qian Fan and suddenly look back, no matter how many waves, it is an understatement.

May that day, all the lost beauty bloom fragrant flowers from the dusty years.