Lonely

Childhood is getting far away, we are all grown up,

Both eyes are getting tired, we are all mature.

Those old stories, those that we are looking forward,

Say more, gradually getting rid of the original intention.

Growing up is like a flying kite,

With the wind rising slowly, fly freely in the blue sky;

Moving forward, it can only hold that dream.

Just feeling, the more grown, the more lonely,

Just alone, it’s getting harder to escape

Just escaping, but buried all

Just all but not belong to you.

 

Yesterday was a bright light,

Gloss until the last second, are as radiant as ever.

We never worry that its light will weaken.

Just like we never worry about yesterday,

Yesterday’s memory will fade.

But, we are afraid of the extinction of the lights.

Just like we are afraid of yesterday,

Yesterday’s continuation or wears away.

 

There are too many pictures of separation on the rainy night,

All the good stay at that night.

Since then we are lonely, and everything has become recollect.

What did the time lose?

How many indispensable people are in the memory of childhood that we lost?

Want to get something, just want to forget the loneliness of the present.

Stuck in the way for pursuing the lost beauty.

Speechless, the most familiar stranger,

Don’t answer the phone, understand that you are busy.

Time is lost, but we are no longer simple.

 

Friendship at the time was too unbridled.

Squander all the emotions, know what is the most valuable

Stars fall all over the world, the gathering is in the indefinite future.

Just a little emotional, just a little depressed, just lonely.

Too many no longer, too much helpless, too many hard to choose

Tomorrow is very far, tomorrow is very long, there will be no more tomorrow.

Tomorrow is a relief, is freedom, is loss, is…

Who can be all alone tomorrow? Who can still laugh?

Gathered, scattered, and life is full of sorrow and joy

Nobody is anybody’s somebody.

 

Who can still be with you?

Asking what tomorrow is like.

White snow falling from the sky

Past events have vanished like wind.

Come without asking the reason,

Is expectation, is miss, is unforgettable.

Only at this time, lonely but more leaden,

Only at this time, remember old friends.

Maybe it’s really close.

Maybe it’s really boring.

Maybe it’s really miss.

 

Look forward to growing up when I was a child.

Look forward to not being bound when I was a child.

Grew up without bondage but I am not used to it.

Said that people can’t always live in the past, look forward.

Said that the past could only cherish.

Said that we can’t go back.

Because: there is far and far.

 

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