Broken light has nothing to do with literature. I miss our forever young master——Xia
01.
gt;gt;If possible, please let the encounter become a dream.
The world of black paint, who collected the first ray of light in the morning, subverting the tilted world back.
What do you want to drive away the light from the glitz and noise left in the darkness, but the young man's smile brings the glory of the first century into the mortal world.
Look at how those dark flowers grow under the dazzling white, and they want to escape in pain.
Fate is unreal, but how should a deep imprint resist reality?
summer.
midsummer.
An arrogant teenager is walking alone in the crowded street.
The gorgeous outfit and the arrogant face set foot in the crowd and left an indelible way.
I followed the light you sprinkled, staring at your back in the crowd, but you didn't know my existence.
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The grand summer flowers in summer always bloom so dazzlingly in every dark corner, leaving behind gorgeous memories of the past.
And I met you this summer, forgetting became a form of the past, and inexplicable memories cannot be discarded.
02.
gt;gt;The halo lingers, sprinkling the broken light in the darkness.
The world changes, and the world passes by.
The biting cold wind blew in winter, and I saw large pieces of fallen leaves spread on the ground. The withered leaves quietly covered all the loneliness and sadness, but could not caress the deep mark imprinted in the pupils that moment.
Whose smile disturbed the whole world, confusing darkness and light together into broken light, and only a bitter smile was left in the lonely.
I reached out and touched the empty and desolate world. How should I tell you?
When did you record these pictures, surrounded by the fragmented light you abandoned.
You like to play chess, and stand at the top of the world like a king. And at your feet, how many losers are there to lose their light, leaving their only dark light by your side.
But you don't care about their existence at all. Like a proud prince, having his own light is enough to light up the entire dark world.
If you like to drink tea, the deacons around you will always make a cup of black tea for you when you need it. Occasionally, you can see the corners of your mouth slightly rising, but in an instant, you can see the withered flowers in winter reviving again and blooming into a grand
A piece of beauty shines brightly on our borders.
You have a royal blue ring. You can clearly see that you merge the lights on your bodies together, covering the so-called prosperity and brilliance.
You have a lot of dolls, but you never see you embrace them in your arms. You just quietly leave all the beauty to those children who still have a happy childhood.
But no one has seen your bitter smile, how the deep scars grow and expand into groups in the black heart.
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The name Charles Vandom Heywu has become my biggest comforting set in winter, keeping warmth.
03.
Shir. Shir. Shir.
I want to pronounce your name forever, but we are always separated by two boundaries, and it is enough for me to just wait silently behind you.
04.
Time is like flowing water. I said to Master, please remember to smile and not be sad.
Things have changed. Even if the world collapses, please remember that behind you is a group of children standing by your side, picking up the broken light left by you.