"Sunshine and joy, darkness and fraternity"
perhaps
We will still tell each other as friends for a long time.
I will still put her in the most secret and proud position in my heart.
I will still miss her suddenly one night on an unknown day.
Then, after missing, I will still tell myself silently.
Some people are beautiful because they can't get it, and precious because they cherish it.
We all tried desperately to bump into him alone, only to find that he wandered around and quit beautifully. He doesn't love me. What can you do? The real world is full of mistakes. I will grow old with you, where you can't see it.
We are on a one-way street, so we are likely to miss it.
The season is on a one-way street, so even if you stop and wait, the flower that blooms for you is not the original one.
Regret occasionally, but don't sigh.
After a storm comes a calm. The world has given me thousands of joys, and I am in full bloom one by one along the way. It doesn't matter if I miss it all. It would be nice to have a heart.
I thought for a long time about what to write at the end of this sentence.
You said that in the end, we would have a story.