熄灭的烟 空的房间 和一张你的旧照片 他们说这种画面叫做怀念
我计算时间 一叠昨天 那页数絮乱的从前 找不到你笔迹清楚的抱歉 ◤ ◣
对你而言 在你面前 爱没有所谓亏欠 谁付出深 谁爱的浅 对 ▍◤◥◥◥
不过谁走谁先 对你而言 在你面前 爱没有所谓亏欠 所谓热恋 你 ▏ ▍
只是新鲜 我却听不进 任何人的劝 南方草原 北方的燕 而 ◣ - "◤
只交会每年的冬天 他们说这种遥远年复一年 而你在身边 言┐ ▋▍
连句永远 却从来就不曾蔓延 蔓延在我那一张渴望的脸 对你而言 └┘江
在你面前 爱没有所谓亏欠 有种字眼 叫做厌倦 总在最后出现 美
对你而言 在你面前 爱与恨总会事过境迁 琪
那些信件 写的誓言 不过是白纸黑字的表演 ξby triste
An extinguished cigarette, an empty room, and an old photo of you. They say this kind of image is called nostalgia.
I count the time. A stack of yesterday. The pages of the past are messy. I can’t find your handwriting clearly. I’m sorry.
For you, in front of you, there is no so-called debt in love, who gives deeply and who loves shallowly, right?
But whoever leaves first, for you, in front of you, there is no such thing as debt, there is no such thing as passionate love for you
It's just new, but I can't listen to anyone's advice. The grasslands of the south, the swallows of the north, and "
We only meet every winter. They say this kind of distance comes year after year, but you are by my side.
The continuous sentences are forever, but they never spread. They spread on my longing face. For you, Jiang
In front of you, love has no so-called debt. There is a word called boredom, which always appears at the end. Beauty
For you, love and hate will always change in front of you, Qi
Those letters and vows are just performances in black and white ξby triste
