Shut Wang up. Tell me about it.

Because there is gravity on the earth, is it possible to attract each other forever when the distance between us is far enough but we can never touch each other?

That year, I had you in my world every day. For our childhood dream, I personally wrote a diary of my first love. At that time, "every song of mine was for you" and "habit" gave you "exclusive taste". Every morning when I get up early, you will gently call me "Don't sleep late". With the passage of time, I gradually learned that we should count the little stars in the sky, which is incredible.

In that season of breaking up, a little sweet youth is coming, and your manners are still the same, just thinking and then spending more time. My "wry smile" means that Bach's Old Testament, which was once set, has gone with the wind. Cover your ears and recall the peach blossom fan and Tarot Knight card outside the city, hidden in the dragon mirror you once told me, and in this air, but the world will be dull without you, and everything will become so quiet and lonely. Your complaining to me "if you still don't understand" makes me disheartened, but all this can't stop my crazy love.

Although you once said that "only you can understand my heart", although I once simply thought that "happiness is what you need", I know that "someone" is so precious to you. "Because I know" that you are so persistent in "love for TA", I cried, "I think too much", so I love it.

Even Chopin can't play my thoughts and sorrows like Li Qingzhao, only the first love song you gave me.

I thought I could leave our happy memories like scissors.

I thought I could match you so well.

I thought I could meet all your requirements.

I thought our left hand and right hand could be together forever.

I thought you would always be my hero.

I thought I could forget being tired.

I thought I could bury my love for you in winter.

Unfortunately, I was wrong. You have been engraved in my heart for a long time, and I still can't let you go. We used to be beautiful together. I wonder if the world will be decadent in the future. Perhaps, my heart has gradually stopped beating. Can you say happy birthday to me again? Don't break up and don't expect love. I just want to.

Is it okay?