The light in her eyes went out.

I remember when I met her, we were all very young.At that time, we didn't know how to disguise and care, and we loved to cry, laugh and make noise.Actually, I miss her very much. Will she be thinking about me too?

People are always duplicitous, and they don't know regret until they miss it.

I think of her more than once.Think of the time spent with her, think of her pouring out her worries to me, think of her sharing happiness with me, and think of her awkward appearance.Even walking on the street, I think of her occasionally.

Adults don't know childlike innocence and romance. She and I have done childish and lovely things together, which are as soft and regrettable as thin raindrops on cotton candy.

She doesn't know that many things are related to her. She is not as humble as she imagined. At least for someone, she has always been special.

It takes only three seconds for cherry blossoms to fall, but it takes a lifetime to forget someone.

I may never have an intersection with her again. I miss her very much. Can someone tell her for me? Why can she give up everything so cruelly?

I may never have an intersection with her again. I miss her very much. Can someone tell her for me? Why can she give up everything so cruelly?

Even forgot me.

Last night's meteor flashed across your eyes.