At what point did you suddenly remember what had happened?

Xiao Yueyue's song "If There Was an Elevator to Heaven", he was the lyricist of this song, and it was he who wrote a poem in memory of his father, and then composed it into a song after being sorted out by others. Although Xiao Yueyue is a cross talk actor, his lyrics are simple and emotional, touching the remembrance, every time I hear it, I can't sleep. The deceased is empty, but I really can't forget this unforgettable pain.

It seemed that the more time passed, the clearer my father's voice and smile became, right in front of my eyes, right in my ears, sweeping the mountains and seas, sweeping the sky, surrounded by sadness, I drowned in it, unable to extricate myself. It's better during the day, after all, you need to disguise yourself and make yourself look like it's business as usual. However, when the night slowly fell into the world, all the shells were removed, and the bottom of my eyes and heart were all painful blood stains, and I couldn't help myself, it really hurt so much that I couldn't help myself, and there were no tears.

Often, yes. I'm a nostalgic person, and I'm also prone to being touched. Many people, many things, are hidden in my heart and cannot be forgotten.

Like, I like you a lot. Every time I go to the bank office to deposit money, I think of you at that time, and for the sake of my safety, you help me save money. It's always been like this, and it's really touching.

I like you very much, I love your warm smile at me, I like you, I love everything about you.

When I was very young, about fourteen or fifteen years old, I had a little fire partner, we often played together, in the countryside in the summer when there was no air conditioning, we all played on the streets, I especially like to sing, she also likes to listen to me sing, she always praises me for singing well, although now I have my own family, but the years at that time, and the place always reminds me of him! I will keep it in my heart and leave myself a good memory too!

We'll meet again. When one party says this, it may never be seen again in this life. I used to think that my life was a long time, and I missed this time, and there will be a next time.

However, some people, once they miss it, they will miss it forever. Do you still remember those girls who didn't have time to confess? Now they have become other people's women, other people's mothers?

If she had taken a step forward back then, maybe her current child would be yours. However, if it is only if, it is impossible to do it all over again. Treat every meeting as if it were the last meeting.

If you want to love, love fiercely.

Ten Years" Every time I hear this song, I can't help but recall the appearance of my youth and the youth of my youth, like him, like "Ten Years", it seems to have become a thing, undeniable, inseparable, have we ever been together? Yes, we have been together, separated, and have been tugging and talking for many years, but after all, it has been confirmed that "the reliving of the mandarin dream is the most beautiful thing in the world".

It's better to miss each other than to see each other. Many times, I want to keep the other person in my heart, but the tree wants to be quiet and the wind does not stop. When you want to keep the other party, he resolutely leaves you.

However, as long as you have it, it is already enough. Rather than die and break the net, it is better to let the other party go, at least there is a good memory.

When you first break up, you think about it the most, but as time goes by, especially after you have a current one, everything is slowly replaced, and over time, the ex disappears into a new life. Time is really powerful, it can always swallow up what you think is good or bad, and there is no room for manoeuvre. People are always weak in the face of time, so no matter how hoarse you once loved and couldn't give up, don't worry, time will help you deal with the aftermath, as long as you don't be too stubborn.

In the past, I often thought that the most suitable thing for college is a long-distance relationship, where both parties can work hard during the day, and then hide in the bed at night to beat **, chat, and tell each other's thoughts, this kind of life couldn't be more beautiful.

I remember that at that time, I played or chatted with him for at least an hour, and the content of the conversation was just trivial guesses in life, talking about their own troubles, talking about dreams, and talking about the future.

When love is just right, we can talk about various topics for a long time, and there is no sense of disobedience at all, but we feel full of happiness.

We are willing to share the things around us for each other, share our ups and downs, and are willing to show our feelings sincerely, because we feel each other's happiness and satisfaction.

We've all risked skipping class to buy train tickets to each other's cities, and after seven or eight hours of hard seats, even though our whole bodies ache, the thought of seeing each other soon, makes our hearts bloom and all discomfort is left behind.

At that time, we firmly believed that a long-distance relationship would not defeat us, after all, how much love favored us and made us so happy.

But after a long time, love is like chocolate that has expired. There is no sweet taste of love at the beginning, but when it is opened, it is a pungent smell of stuffed sugar, which makes people immediately throw it in the trash can and ignore it again.

We start to get tired and stop sharing our little lives and thoughts with each other, and instead use a short "go to bed early, good night".

The most embarrassing long-distance relationship is when I want to talk to you again, but you tell me to go to bed early.

How many people's love has been defeated in the distance and your "good night".

Because girls are naturally delicate and sensitive, they are insecure in long-distance relationships, and so am I.

I write down the interesting or meaningful encounters I encounter every day, and remember them in my mind, sometimes I am afraid of forgetting, I use a memo to remember the things I want to share with you, but sometimes your "good night" and "don't make trouble" completely dispel my thoughts.

Over time, I became alone and silently enjoying or not going to enjoy those special things anymore.

Whenever I see other love-like wheeled couples shopping together on the street, they can go to the bubble tea shop to buy milk tea together, and then enjoy a comfortable time with a cup of one person, go to the nearby mountains together, enjoy a good weekend, and many other things that I envy.

Whenever this happens, I can't help but think of you, but when I turn around, there is no you by my side.

I wonder if you'll miss me for a moment? I wonder if you envy other couples who go shopping together, go to the movies together, and go to dinner together? I don't think so, after all, boys' minds are not so delicate.

Song: Remembrance.

Singer: Tanya Tsai.

Missing becomes a line.

Spread in time.

It's long enough to cut the world into two sides.

He's on the spring side.

Your autumn has just fallen and the leaves have just fallen.

If we never see each other again.

Let you miss from memory.

Originally, this love could be remembered perfectly.

His appearance has changed.

The smell of a new partner's scent.

At that moment, you finally found out.

The one who was deeply in love (um).

As early as the day of farewell.

Disappeared from this world.

Maybe that one meeting.

It's life that gives you a chance.

Understand that love is only a projection of what man desires.

It's just the desire to change.

His love is gone.

At that moment, you finally found out.

The one who was deeply in love (um).

As early as the day of farewell.

Disappeared from this world.

At that moment, you finally found out.

Love and longing in the heart.

It's all just what you once had.

Once had a memorial that once had.

In Memoriam: Tanya Chua.

Missing becomes a line.

Spread in time.

It's long enough to cut the world into two sides.

He's on the spring side.

Your autumn has just fallen and the leaves have just fallen.

If we never see each other again.

Let you miss from memory.

Originally, this love could be remembered perfectly.

His appearance has changed.

The smell of a new partner's scent.

At that moment, you finally found out.

The one who was deeply in love (um).

As early as the day of farewell.

Disappeared from this world.

Maybe that one meeting.

It's life that gives you a chance.

Understand that love is only a projection of what man desires.

It's just the desire to change.

His love is gone.

At that moment, you finally found out.

The one who was deeply in love (um).

As early as the day of farewell.

Disappeared from this world.

At that moment, you finally found out.

Love and longing in the heart.

It's all just what you once had.

Once had a memorial that once had.

From Wikipedia: Déjà vu (French: déjà vu) is the feeling that a human being in a real environment (as opposed to a dream) suddenly feels that he has "experienced a certain picture or experienced something somewhere".

According to most people's recollections, it is as if they have seen a certain scene in a dream, but have forgotten it, and when they encounter it in reality, a feeling of "déjà vu" emerges. Hypotheses and theories list below all the possible causes or causes of déjà vu, the true cause of which has not yet been proven. When we encounter a situation similar to a past experience, the neurons in the brain that process the past experience may simultaneously generate impulses, creating a sense of déjà vu.

Because the human brain is aware of things that have not happened in the short future. It is a person's perception of what is happening in the same timeline of other multiverses. Due to brain processing errors, the information in front of you is mistakenly regarded or judged as a "picture in memory".

From a medical point of view, the cause is due to a sudden mismatch in the processing of information from the left and right brains. During the course of several seconds of vision, it is an illusion to mistake what was seen a few milliseconds ago as something that has been seen in the past.

Really, I've felt many times that the picture at this moment is the same as a moment in my dream, as if I have experienced it, and the giant TM is real.

If one day, you happened to look up and see the round, lonely moon hanging in the sky, would you think of me?

If one day, the first snowflakes of early winter drift in the palm of your hand, will you think of me?

If one day, you suddenly have insomnia and wake up from your sleep in the middle of the night, will you think of me?

For countless moments, I wonder if you'll ever think of me at some point.

Do you remember the swaying reeds that used to be?

You won't remember the wind that day.

Do you remember the Tibetan poem I wrote to you?

I wonder what you remember me like at that time.

Hello, people are like this, sometimes they will inexplicably think of things that have not been experienced, this is a kind of people's psychology, people generally look forward to what they have experienced, and then because they see what others have experienced, so I want to talk to myself about my own body, in this way, from my own perspective to experience what others do, is to go to things that have not been experienced, and I remember, it may be that I go to the third perspective to ** this matter, Therefore, I bring my role into this high-size piece of lead thing, so people sometimes inexplicably remember things they have not experienced.