A Thought of Longing Arises, a Thought of Love Extinguishes
You said you're going far away, that forced smile still couldn't conceal the sadness in your heart. The mournful eyes lingered on the falling leaves in the air.
I couldn't help but feel a wave of desolate sadness, and everything within my sight was bleak.
The autumn wind swept away the fallen leaves, and raindrops sprinkled down from the sky. 'A heart touched by love is always wounded by separation,' how could it bear to be abandoned in this cold autumn festival?
You're leaving, why have to do it in the coldest season? After many years of knowing and loving each other, we thought we could spend our entire lives together, but you would go to a distant place when I needed you most. You went away without hesitation,
I'm heartbroken, tears streamed down my face, 'A love that was deeply cherished, why is it so fleeting?' How can I hold onto you?
You turned back, quietly wiped the tears on my face. 'There are no happy endings in the world,' our time for separation has come.
You reached out and caught a falling leaf, gazing at it for a long time. The tears you were desperately trying to suppress finally fell onto the withered, yellow leaf in your hand.
Your sorrowful gaze briefly scanned my face, 'Goodbye, don't send anything anymore.' You turned and disappeared into the falling leaves.
You just walked away, leaving me in this desolate season, feeling the loneliness.
Your promises were like the wind – 'temporarily,' it was just a moment, but it became 'forever.' 'Forever,' you were already on the other side of the world.
How can I find you? Perhaps when the wind blows, you'll send a message, and when it rains, you'll send a greeting.
How can I forget you? By year? By month? By day? Or by a lifetime?
A beautiful soul, because of your departure, only left a hollow shell, living like a walking corpse in this vast world. Neither joyful nor sorrowful, simply existing in a numb state.
A thought of longing arose, and a thought of love extinguished! No matter whether heaven bestowed upon us was warmth or coldness, I only wish that we could be like this deep autumn, quietly guarding our own serenity, then we could both keep our hearts and be at ease,
But when I look back, I realize the pain is in my heart. The sadness keeps returning, lingering in my heart.
I am a summer plum, with countless emotional stories, with love and hatred and revenge, please listen to me tell it all.
