If you are well, it will be sunny

In the summer of my junior year, I should have enjoyed the last summer vacation of college. However, in that year, I didn’t choose to go home to see my parents and declined my classmate’s trip together. All this, just because of your departure, I really don’t know how to pass this period of time without love. I am no longer your eye. There was no smell of that familiar man in the air any more. I decided to move out of the cabin that once belonged only to you and me and chose a remote place far away from the campus to live down, open the strange door, but I don’t know how to place my soul, which has been living in prosperity for a long time and has no idea what loneliness is, and be reborn again. Entering the door, I couldn’t help sighing: the darkness and humidity here are so matched with my lonely mood. Love is gone, I am afraid of a person’s loneliness, and I am more afraid of accidentally touching that sensitive nerve-back to that year and that month. I put away the old things, but I can’t put away my memory; I avoid memories, but the more intentional I am, the clearer my memory is. Fortunately, thanks to God’s favor, the encounter that countless girls yearn for and the long-standing and casual encounter have been met by me in this life. It is completely the kind I imagined, the right time, right you. Don’t envy me for the girls around him stout figure, don’t want to think about whether he can let me live a life of food and clothing in the future, just for the permanent possession of the slightly melancholy eyes that I have ever seen, for many days, I was selfish to think that it was the only look that could open the skylight of my heart-he belonged to me and came specially for me. How can I forget in my impression: when the south wind blows gently, we fly kites together. You said that since childhood, we like to fly kites high and look up, all kinds of ideals about the future rise slowly with the kite in our hearts; On summer nights, we watch the flow together, fantasize about flying together, and wander greedily in the sea of time that only belongs to us; In the autumn rain, we hold fragrant tea in our hands and read “WhoMovedMyCheese” which we love together?; In winter, we prefer to curl up in a corner and listen to those low and shallow chants about love. The ending is only good and bad, and love is no exception. Life must struggle, but the ending is not arranged by you. After the pain, he finally chose to leave without self-pity, because I am loved him, but I know better that the love of suffering is a poison, which will only make people feel painful and painful. Many years later, I am not willing to use such cruel words as hurt to make a final conclusion for that love without ending. Resentment, even the suspicion of love at one time, can hardly hide my sincere care for that love, not for anything else, because of love. Love, since she can come well, she must go well. Farewell to your tears, because of the weakness you once said, I am stronger than in the past, just adding a little melancholy to the girl’s unique thoughts. In normal days, as before, I am still immersed in searching for belonging in words and experiencing happiness. Just walking on the street occasionally, I will look around for no reason, hoping to see the tall and familiar back again in the vast sea of people. Intuition tells me how hard it is to forget someone. The world is fickle. I don’t know where you are now, are you well and happy? People say that the greatest happiness of loving a person is to hope that the other person is happy and happy, and they don’t care whether they can stay together all their lives. If you are well, it will be sunny. I would like to dedicate this article to the graduation season and pay tribute to the love you and I have never let go in that youth.

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