A year ago, I liked fantasy.
Fantasize about flying high in the sky
To catch the hidden moon
Until late at night, I came back alone.
Now, I like fantasy.
Fantasy comes to your window.
Your guitar is playing a beautiful melody.
Please allow me to be your wind.
Please allow me to imagine that you are singing at the moment.
Allow me to be your wind
Stay close behind you
Not a word, not a word.
Please allow me to imagine that you are singing at the moment.
Singing the smoke of the past.
because
I agree with what you said yesterday.
I must be strong in front of you.
But that's not me.
If, really want me to choose.
I'm willing to look vulnerable in front of you.
Looks like a coward.
But when you need me,
Guard like a hero
Don't ask me why.
Things that make me cry, never.
Because you are my dearest Lord
Need me to do my best
believe
Ask me in a strange language
Never mind how far the autumn wind is.
The autumn wind is far away, at least
Much more than I miss today.
Ask me, write paper folded with bright moon.
Approaching tomorrow.
Chang Geng shed tears.
Arctic tremor
I'm not with you.
forever
Never, never cheat.
Someone who really loves you.
Never, never cheat.
Maybe one day.
He doesn't love anymore.
Never, never cheat.
You can make him sad.
But don't let him succeed.
With a vague silence
Never, never.
Maybe one day.
Love will turn into hate.
Listen attentively.
I like to keep quiet in the afternoon.
I feel like an outsider.
I am thoughtful, disappointed and helpless.
I like to hear your voice.
When you stop talking to me
I don't want to say hello to you.
Because I forgot how to express it.
I like you. I like you.
I'm still the same.
Love poems … dedicated to …
Cross the bridge in many places
Maybe one day, I will be old.
You are old, too, with many wrinkles.
We met on the bridge.
It was an autumn.
Leaves are falling.
It was an autumn.
The winter clothes are cold now.
Remember to lock the door.
Then go out.
We met on the bridge.
Don't give me snowflakes flying all over the sky
You have become my life.
The hardest thing to let go is missing.
weep
My eyes are tired.
Look at your posture
I am like a child.
Imagine you to be my angel.
I seem to have forgotten your name.
Listen, I became you.
One story at a time.
I can't help feeling sad.
Ask Buddha: What am I?
the four suffering , namely birth , aging , illness , death
I can't let go.
I have suffered all these hardships.
be far removed from the masses and reality
I want to be your shadow.
Tight, right behind you
It won't take long.
in the sun
When you are like a snow-white ice lotus
That's enough.
miss
Add a name to tonight.
I'm very tired, very tired.
Named after a tired heart
She will jump because of you.
She will wait for your arrival.
Let's name it tonight.
Listen to them talk about you.
My heart, it hurts, it hurts
Is it time to rest?
Sickle in the moonlight
Do you really want to sing Drifting Away?
The past is the past.
Name tonight
With that enduring voice
-Wait
why
Why? I will go the same way as yesterday.
Give up me, the happiness I should have.
Why? I have been wandering for a long time.
At your window, the rose withered its wish.
Why? I can't escape.
My sadness, why?
I will try my best to go to a strange world.
Because people always change.
Those days passed like the wind.
Anxiety and worry
Worried tonight, because of you.
Like the wind blowing through strange ideas
Trouble tonight is like a flower.
Wild roses in full bloom
The fragrant fragrance passed through the gentle season.
My worry is caused by me.
Waiting for you.
Waiting for you, waiting for the past days.
Those are like smoke.
How did it start?
A cigarette. I lit one last night.
Facing the lonely wall
i was frustrated
The smoke went out, but people were numb.
There, in my heart
if
If there is a second person who misses you.
Please say hello, I have learned to be alone.
If you like someone,
Go bravely and say to her
If you shed tears and feel sad.
At least, it is not painful.
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No one will wait for you any longer.
There are no regrets like mine.
It's like waiting for spring flowers to bloom.
Spring has just passed.
It will be a long time before it comes.
Life may not have eternal spring.
The fire in summer burns until the leaves fall in autumn.
Winter is coming.
There is only one song left in spring.
Song of waiting
romantic
Life is romantic.
When life begins to get tired
Tired of the noise of the past
Tired of this moment, meticulous.
Miss, lady
There is no gap in life.
Everyone who loves the past
Choose silence.
So quiet
Whose tears are flashing?
Shining in a tired heart