Like a pure flame
Brighter, darker
Are all the same melancholy.
Naked revelry in the air
It's cold.
It seems that this has never happened before.
Silence and pain
In the clear night
have nowhere to hide oneself
There is also anxiety and joy.
Like a shy unrequited love
Maybe thinner.
Just a cloud of dust on someone's shoulder
Infinitely stretched by the wind
Suddenly disappeared.
I wonder myself.
How can such wings have a shadow?
Say like or like.
Will be in a trance, tears, at a loss.
Will forgive harm. Believe in love
Will pray for happiness for everything.
More bugs are flying.
The branches and leaves in the shade fell asleep on their wings.
I raised my boundless fingers.
Open to the world
The firmness, purity and peace of mind.