Gardenias were unbridled and defeated behind me. You didn't see the dim look in my eyes.
The seasons are dry and the flowers bloom in spring.
You are still singing affectionate songs, and I am still the wrong listener.
We jointly deduce a story that is not a story.
When the last gardenia withered that year, you suddenly asked me what you would do if I left. I said, I will wait for you to come back.
You smiled, the smile was full of heavy mist.
You put your hand on my head and said, girl, you don't have to wait.
I saw the determination in your eyes.
I know, everything has been irreparable.
Soon after, you left. With your sadness, I went to the place in my dream, the world I will never reach.
At the airport, your white shirt still looks good. The black backpack is hung on your shoulder, black and white. With some kind of persistence, I will not die without regret.
You smiled again, a sunny smile. Eyes, too deep to see bottom.
But I can clearly see that there is a reflection of my face, desolate and beautiful.
You said to me with pity and worry, girl, you know, don't wait for me. I shook my head desperately, tears trickling down.
You wiped my tears and said, girl, be happy, be happy. This is my last blessing to you, be obedient!
Say that finish, you also don't back to go. I heard the sound of my heart being torn apart. The great pain could not be relieved. I cried for a long time and shed tears from now on.
You just disappeared from my world, you made all my beautiful dreams break like glass. I am crazy about your news, but no one knows where you went.
You came to me in summer and left in summer. Just like the wind, it passed and disappeared.
But I can't go back to the origin.
I don't remember how many times gardenias opened after you left. I don't know which one you picked for me. I can't do what you say. Without you, how can I be happy? This sea of flowers is still as beautiful as it was at the beginning, only without your smile.
And the girl waiting for her lover to return under the tree.