Everything has nothing to do with me.
The road up the mountain
A river that flows to the sea
Birds chirping in the morning
The sadness of a tear
It's none of my business.
What I care about or relate to me.
Rise and fall in a conspiracy.
Sunshine?
Hum! Let's go Always silent in Xishan
The moon?
Hum! Go too! Don't disturb my dream night.
As for spirits,
Hi! Not bad! A hero?
You should enjoy being drunk.
What about you?
I like the spring breeze showing off in the street best.
Blow hard.
Your affair is well known.
Just blow up a mountain full of bonuses
Just blow a beautiful bamboo forest.
but
All this has nothing to do with me.
20 16.02.20
Turn a corner and you are my life.
few
Not much, really.
In the rest of the time.
Turn a blind eye to sth; Wink at ...; connive
Open your eyes and continue to enjoy the scenery.
The closed one is still sleeping.
Like a leaf, fluttering in the wind.
I also began to drift, and the sea was boundless.
Beauty.
That front corner
Unless, turn a corner, we can meet again.
I opened my other eye.
So that I can look at you more carefully.
20 16.02. 18
I can't learn noble disguise.
Like a naive child.
I can't hide my privacy and emotions.
Even when I hate a fly, I can't hide my disguise.
Like the cold wind in winter
You say blow, it blows.
Leaves blown and rotted by the wind
Snowflakes flying all over the sky
Very subtle and hidden.
Me! Feel sorry for me
Sad for an undisguised river
Sadness, shuttle and spread in time.
With my humble upbringing
How can you learn noble hypocrisy and disguise?
I compare myself to a bird running away in the forest.
Hidden in every leafy treetop
Avoid every unsuspecting cold shot.
Through my head and chest
Uh huh! What a sad melancholy this is.
However, I still can't learn the noble and hypocritical disguise.
My ego curled up on my nerves in a false shape.