In the fairy tale country, I am my own king.
Looking at the endless grassland.
A horse without a reins
Immersed in the lush oasis.
The girl in my heart
As my song blooms like a flower.
That shy face
That dance dress
Magic dance becomes eternal singing.
The blue sky is covered with new makeup.
The moon gazed affectionately.
Our affectionate eyes embraced each other.
Time stops at this moment.
Happiness strikes our hearts like an electric current.
Reality always affects the direction of dreams.
Fairy tales may be just childhood thoughts.
Life is too bumpy.
Fate is doomed to struggle for a helpless voyage.
Maturity will eventually carve vicissitudes on our faces.
When we open our eyes, we will pack up our bags of life.
Lost the appearance of crying and laughing.
But learned to laugh and cry.
Pretend to smile when you get lost.
Turn around and silently heal in the dark.
In the desolation of the night
Breathing and trembling are there.
A painful and diffuse injury