這一段日子真的有許許多多的回憶...也許始終也遇不見那個想遇的人...這就是我的人生...也許我的宿命就是如此呀...把齊遇的 故事 送給自己...
I remember quite clearly now when this story happened. The autumn leaves were floating and measured down to the ground. Recovering the lake where we used to swim like children .On the sun would dare to shine. That time we used to be happy But, I thought we were... But the truth was that - you had been longing to leave me
Not daring to tell me .On that precious night watching the lake vaguely conscious
You said : our story was ending .Now I m standing here no one to wipe away my tears
No one to keep me warm and no one to walk along with .No one to make me feel no one to make me hope ....Oh ! what am I to do ? ...