A long time staring at you, do not want to leave. That window is a beautiful feeling as if the end of the beginning of a painful memory. Your shadow vague and clear, clearer and indistinct. With the turn your back the moment, the eyes than the dense fog that day still vague, the heart empty at this moment, when
The train goes farther, when I see you, you watch me with you standing on the platform ?
  Remember we have the unhappy? Remember when we cared about each other’s exhortations Why? Remember those days of dull, but very fulfilling Why? Remember when we order a similar preparation to go through a lot of hard What? I still remember the
First time the train around in your joy Why? Those little happiness and unlimited thoughts on this all the way to stay in the road, you are still laughing like ears, your laughter and the words echoed in the road, so I want to pick it up again, we have separated End of the World it! This time I left

On my own, maybe life can really hone a person’s will, so I changed my once naive and simple, I gradually lost and out of those anxious, before that I had died, just as I am now reborn with everything go with the flow, I do not look forward to is not in pursuit, but I keep his silent life,
All the wind! Back from the city, I know since I set foot on the train the moment, we will no longer together. Think of each moment, we are hand in hand, I caressed your face, hands and your body temperature and aromatic, this feeling should always stay in memory, and stroking your face, a thousand words all lump in
Her throat, yes, I have to say goodbye and treasure should be just right? When the train doors slowly Yan Shang, will slowly start to exit the station, tears actually refuses to write a little bit, because those beautiful, sad and everything should be fixed grid in the city … … I can never come back . The train window