Lately I have been asking myself, why am I feeling demotivated. I don't feel like reading, or studying, or researching, or writing. Looking at the clock, minutes by minutes, hours by hours. It's almost weekend again. There was nothing that I have accomplished so far. Felt so lonely as when everyone is working on something, I was marching in the same spot.
我们在不同的时间出发，向往那一个憧憬。
忘了吗？忘了是哪一次，哪一个，哪一时。
风，仿佛吹乱了那一头长发，也仿佛吹散了那一股热忱。
时间，让你我经历了曾经，曾经那信誓旦旦的前程。
岁月，却让我止了脚步，眼看终点越离越远，我的目光也转移了方向。
若说一切能从来，选择会不会就不一样。
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