Give a poem and forget it:

look at you

I thought, maybe one day you'll come,

So I'm standing here waiting for you.

Watch your figure.

I saw you coming from afar in a trance,

Run to me with open arms,

My face is full of passion,

The fog in winter suddenly became clear.

I seem to have felt your familiar smell.

The cold wind made me shudder,

Everything in sight is calm again.

Let the wind blow my long hair,

It's like I'm attached to you in my heart.

At that moment, I finally understood,

You can't come.

Actually, I knew you wouldn't come,

I just don't want to believe it.

I don't know how long it took, but I looked back from the mountains of indigo naturalis.

I feel cold on my cheeks,

Wipe it off gently,

Raise your hand and hold the snowflakes flying all over the sky.

Let it fall into my hands,

Also turned into a drop of water.

Very clear,

The difference is that,

One is very salty and bitter.

Turn your stiff body slowly,

Stepping on the dreary snow,

At present, it is a confused gray.

Can I really stop looking at you?

Even if the behavior is terminated,

Neither will thoughts,

Even if the mind ends,

It's not even a dream.

I've been waiting for you for a thousand times,

But you won't understand my stay,

I don't know,

The person who has stood in the wind and watched you countless times,

How depressed and desperate every time,

How to summon up courage to stand in the wind again every time?

In fact, you, without commitment,

Didn't ask me to wait here,

But I believe, you know, I will stay for you.

Footprints gradually blurred,

This number is also submerged in Amb Lee.

Will I come again next time?

Actually, there is no need to answer, because,

Looking at you is my lifelong wish.