After the rain, a bright blue sky always blooms with the
warmest sunshine. A colorful rainbow spans the horizon, faintly appearing
and quickly disappearing, much like our shattered moments that we can never
retrieve.
Through the blinds, the morning and evening glow outline the contours of the
clouds with lively shades of orange and red. The setting sun slowly sinks
below the window, leaving a faint reddish hue that dances around the room,
much like our innocent and shy thoughts.
Suddenly looking back, the clear outlines of time come into view. An
impeccable stream ripples with the sound of laughter and joy, while a
crimson sunset bears witness to the sincerity of walking hand in hand. The
simple house is filled with pure smiles and promises. I compose a farewell
song for the past years, where only the moving melody remains after the
goodbye. Time passes by swiftly like flowing water, and the seeds that were
planted in the sunshine have grown and fulfilled their purpose, drifting
away with the wind in all directions. Only the abandoned house stands still
where it was, and the crimson sunset still spreads a melancholic mood,
adding more emptiness and loneliness. The stream remains clear, but time has
taken away her dear friend. Things have changed, people have gone, and the
entire castle is left with only the abandoned past.
At this moment, I gaze into the eyes of truth and falsehood with an added
sense of caution. A slight sense of sadness ripples through my heart,
gradually maturing from my naive youth. A smile is no longer as simple and
ignorant as it used to be, and sadness is no longer just a pure sense of
disappointment. My moistened eyes add a sense of gratitude towards the
changes that time has brought. A melancholic girl has grown into a beautiful
flower, kind-hearted and strong like a tree standing tall before the wind
and rain. Despite the mundane daily life, she still holds onto the same
childhood dreams, and even though time has shattered, the destination
remains the same.
For people like me, memories are like admiring the scenery on a speeding
train, where touching moments pass by too quickly to savor. They have long
been left behind somewhere in time. The fragments of time that I once
cherished have been heartlessly discarded, and even though my heart is still
there, the future will not wait for me.
As time fragments, only transparent water flows silently, while murky tears
fall quietly. The future holds a long road ahead, and no matter how
beautiful time may seem, it will eventually break apart, returning to
reality. |