一个人走,一个人睡,一个人烦躁,一个人体会
期待,是所有心痛的根源。
也许爱情就是先红了脸,然后红了眼。
我在我的角落续写忧伤,你亦在你的世界感悟阳光,在那个都不懂爱情的夏天,我将你绽放的笑容放在离时间最近的地方I written in my corner of sorrow, you also feel the sunshine in your world, in the summer of that don't understand love, I will you smile in the nearest time.