Weak-Willed Heart
Sunny days are stubbornly averse to sunlight, lingering in the shadows, clinging to the base of the walls, occasionally dampened by the moisture in the shadows, brought to tears. But they dare not step out, fearing that the hateful light would scorch them, shrinking their necks and arms, walking slowly. Gradually accustomed to this way, later even more afraid to appear rashly, fearing that if not careful, they would be possessed, leading to madness.
I didn't understand what sunlight was, nor what shade was back then. Time is always a bad person, but it's also the most true bad person, it tortures people, it brings suffering, only then do people understand a little bit of the truth of a meager existence—slowly, in places accustomed to sunlight, even if scorched, at least it only hurts the surface!
Light and shadow splashed, a scattering of stars on the ground, here every piece of starlight remembers every drop, and it cannot be blocked!
From the ancient 'Romance of the Three Kingdoms' to the modern 'Romeo and Juliet', how many tears have soaked into the blood-red roses? How many years of youthful exuberance have passed? With the changes in times, dreams set sail, 'The Home Alone' and 'You Are the Stars' have created countless young hearts, young dreams, and a burning temperature has permeated the world. Girls' hearts are fragrant, and men's hearts are soaring. In a short period of years, 'Nirvana in Fire' and 'Let the Love Begin' have arrived in a bustling manner, opening up a new era, a resounding blow has awakened the slumbering dreams! Countless dream homes have shattered, and countless fortresses have collapsed, blood has spread, and rivers have flowed.
A cluster of anxious hearts, a cluster of tenacious buds, hovered between dreams and reality, old age without marriage, laziness without movement, separation of couples, a mess. How many times have they returned to their hometown in dreams, how many times have they stood and watched, lamenting old friends. As Mr. Lu Xun said, 'It's not that there's no road on the mountain, it's that people have walked on it.'
As a person who 'makes a good start', needing to be unconcerned with reality, needing to be unconcerned with, why bother to forcefully say 'I love you' and wound someone!
Wushan cloud rain five feet deep, the Yangtze River's waves are seven feet high, a sudden burst of brilliance turned into ridicule, even if in two or three years of love, people and things are different, everything is finished!
——Winnie Yeo
