Follow the flow of time wantonly.
Be my youth
Numbly, east, west, north, south
No matter what kind of beauty I have to wait for.
No matter what results I wait for.
I can only walk.
go straight ...
I don't know
How many seconds does life take?
Write history
But I know how many seconds life takes.
Waste your youth.
in life
Some things are fleeting.
In a blink of an eye, you will regret it for the rest of your life.
Some happiness is like a flash in the pan.
Some are as beautiful as blinking.
Some are inseparable. ...
I don't know
What wisdom must I use?
Soothe my world
I feel like a gust of wind.
go over in one jump
Blow it away
I am a dazzling seed.
I should draw a poetic soul.
Ideal is like a meat cleaver.
She looks like time.
She is punctual.
She has been carving us.
Change us.
I breathe rhythmically like this.
I don't know what I'm going to sing
I don't know what I have to wait for.
I can't touch myself.
I can't feel the melody.
I forgot to play.
Forgot to run.
Forgot the direction ...
There is precipitation in the heart.
Contaminated by some kind of airflow
What do you think?
How to run?
This frozen season seems to be me.
Stiff bone marrow
Rigid thinking
I can't move forward.
I seem to be paralyzed.
In the long river of history
I forced myself.
Just to meet someone
Someone who can fall in love with me
Or someone I deserve to fall in love with.
I can't explain myself.
That great man.
I can only struggle painfully.
Breathe painfully or curl up painfully.
In the corner.
Secretly sad ...
Who will light my lamp?
Who will blow out my candle?
Who will warm my dream?
Who will listen to my songs? ...
Some things are too difficult.
Some things are too hasty.
Some things are too silent.
Some things are too flashy.
Some things are too vague. ...
I don't know who I should love.
How to love who?
I don't know who will fall in love with me.
How to love me.
If I were a river.
If, I need a gully
Let me surge like lightning
If I can't stop running ...
After all, the beauty of weaving is the world of weaving.
If already, if.
Yellow leaves fall.
The once green has withered and turned yellow.
Beat, let time splash my soul.
No matter what color I become in history.