Good times are easy to waste, while you are young, have fun, if your heart is there, your dream is there, and at worst, start all over again.
Once went up the mountain, down the river, omnipotent, my old buddy, has a sonorous name, Cherokee, a dream when I was young, I was lucky to have it when I was young, I can’t remember how many roads I walked with me, and I can’t count how many times I left what a memory! It was you who made me truly understand what was sung in that song, “Accompany you over mountains and mountains, but have no intention of watching the scenery”.
Helpless, time is a thief, the legal limit comes too fast, you are forced to become an old horse, empty and sad, you can only lie down, and in just a few years, you are covered with dust and rust, which is heartbreaking! Once, I wanted to protect you forever, but now I realize how unbearably infatuated it is!
The happiness that was once taken for granted has changed in the blink of an eye! Regret that I didn’t step on the accelerator willfully, let you be buried in the battlefield heroically, regret that I didn’t rush to the top of the peak, wading, wild and carnival, and finally fell asleep under the river bed. After many years, I can find you Wreckage, mourning memories, but now your strong body is slowly corroded by moisture in the dark and damp basement, dilapidated, how sad!
Today I happened to pass by you, I tried hard to start you again, I wanted to hear the sound of your roaring motor again, the sound that made my blood boil every time I heard it, but you never responded again, heartbroken, You are not a cold machine, you must have a soul, and your soul must be complaining about my neglect and betrayal of you! Don’t want to scream for me again, sing!
Good times are easy to waste, while you are young, have fun, if your heart is there, your dream is there, and at worst, start all over again. Che’s life can’t start all over again, and life can’t restore youth. Cherish the good times, cherish what you have now, and have fun every day, live up to the good times, and live up to this life.
We will be on the road tomorrow, I hope there will be no limit in heaven, no country two countries three countries four countries five countries six.
Watching the Bumblebee in the cinema, even the tattered Bumblebee can set sail again. Thinking about my Xiaoqie, I am not so lucky. Movies are dreams after all, and reality is too far behind.
