When I was a child, I liked pink and when I grew up, I liked black. He was lively and cute when he was a child, but he was quiet and indifferent when he grew up. I didn’t like night when I was a kid, but I liked night when I grew up. As I grow older, my former preferences have changed unknowingly. Sometimes I suddenly feel that I have really changed, and I am afraid that I will not know my new self.

Some people always appear inadvertently, without any light or intentional behavior. I once took it seriously because of a joke, and said, "I dreamed of you last night." The sudden words made me a little surprised. I thought seriously for a whole morning and didn't know how to follow this sentence decently. Finally, I replied with four words: "It's very honorable."
Some of the feelings that cannot be expressed in words. Those words that seem particularly beautiful are always a little sentimental. People who like to dance and write like sad words. If you read too much, you will move yourself, but you will not touch others. All you have left are tears that should not be shed and pain that cannot be described.
Beautiful people, let them live in your heart, just like the galaxy hanging in the sky, protecting the bright moon, and you are like the moonlight in my heart. Those who understand you will understand your emotions; those who do not understand you will not see your joys, angers, sorrows, and happiness; those who like you will touch your true feelings; those who don’t like you will not care about it no matter how much you give, even if you fall into the abyss, you will not see it...

There is always someone in this world who you want but will never get, just like a paradise that you can’t reach in your life. You are the fantasy of trampling on the galaxy and falling into my dream. You are attached to the only starlight, but it will never shine on my heart.
battery has positive and negative poles, and so is the magnetic field. There is always someone who comes for you and can always be attracted by you to heal the scars you have suffered.

I am like a fireworks, falling quietly. I have cried to you madly, but in the end I missed it, but these sad words are left behind.