We came together and walked under this sky.
Living together, eating together, we became friends.
Open your heart and we will become brothers.
The sunshine has lost its former warmth.
Only mother's warm eyes lit up our lonely night.
Dude, down and out. Life.
Personality, lost in bad dishes.
Dignity, kneeling in the vicissitudes of time.
Once upon a time The flowers outside the window floated into the cold prison.
The sound of breaking ice knocked on the silent iron window.
Brother, are you still lamenting the suffering in purgatory?
There is no flower that never fades, and there is no straight road to life.
What kind of pain is this? At most, it's just a scratch in life.
No matter how dark it is, it will come out one day.
Don't complain, look back at the wrong road and finish this bitter wine!
Have a nice trip, brother!
There is no hurdle in life.
As long as the soul does not fall into the deep valley.
Crow's faith will blossom like a flower on the cliff of resurrection.