When autumn comes, all flowers will wither
When winter arrives, frost and snow will rage
When night falls
Loneliness begins to dance in my heart then
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This city, bustling with traffic, should not have loneliness
Yet, despite the constant jostling all day, I don't feel the hustle and bustle
It seems that since you left
This noisy and ever-changing city has become silent and colorless
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The howling north wind idly spreads on the roof
Blowing until my heart feels empty and boundless
It's too cold
My hand trembles when I write your name
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I still remember the queue of couples at the 102 bus stop waiting for the bus
Silently holding each other's hands to keep warm
Next to them, I was waiting for poetry and snow under the gloomy sky
The poetry wasn't finished, the snow didn't come, instead, I waited and saw nothing but heartache
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It's seven thirty now, I don't know if the 102 will come
It's been three and a half years since you left and never came back
I stomp my cold feet and adjust my thoughts
Avoiding that couple, I recall the snowfall from three years ago
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That year, the snow came and fell thickly
You and I walked silently upon it without a word
The crunching sound of our steps was the beautiful melody of winter
That melody made my heart so soft
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Occasionally, I would turn my head to look at you
The dancing snow made you so beautiful
When you turned back and smiled at me
Ripples of happiness spread across my heart lake
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How wonderful, you were by my side
Together we trampled through the snow with a creaky sound
Who could be happier than me?
In these youthful days
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Back then, I didn't realize this was happiness
So simple, just like walking quietly with you on the snowy ground
Now I know, I understand
There is only me under this cold bus stop sign
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You don't know, my radiant smile can't withstand the cold of ice and snow
Even if I could overcome the cold, I couldn't bear the pain of memories
When I turned around, that couple had already boarded the bus
Hand in hand, just like us back then, because it was quiet
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At this moment, all sights and thoughts make my heart heavy
At this moment, the sky also starts to get gloomy, cheering for my distress
At this moment, the 102 finally comes, I rush up
When I turn to swipe my card, I see glittering snowflakes falling
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The car moves forward aimlessly
The station announcements break one's heart
Once, at every station, you stood on my left
Now, this position close to my heart only has the cold pulsating with my heartbeat
.
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Traversing thousands of mountains and rivers to find you
Calling your name every deep night
Why don't you know?
Why are you so indifferent?
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Now the snow comes, the poem is complete
I am softly reciting it
Word by word
But you can no longer hear it
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The bone-chilling cold finally interrupts the longing
Turning off the lights, it's hard to drift into dreams and see your face
I always wonder if suffering also has cycles
Back then, you anxiously waited for me, now you anxiously wait for me
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Close the door of longing, go to sleep early, it's already very late
But the simplicity of the night makes your shadow clearer
Insomnia, sometimes is quite troubling
More troubling is that I open my eyes but can't see you