Tomorrow is near and far away.
Blown down by the wind, sprouting everywhere.
I like your smile,
Listen to every weather change tomorrow,
Love silence.
Only when the weather will love,
Laugh, laugh, laugh ...
Love silence.
It will be very hot tomorrow morning,
The person I love is sleeping.
Mixed together, silent.
pure white
I want to see pure white through the moonless night, which belongs to sunshine or smile.
Leave a breath in the wrinkled soil,
Need some senses, such as face, invisibility.
Leave a breath in the dry memory,
Need some emotions, sadness or hugs and so on.
My breath is like an apple tree seed waiting to be sown, which has some friction with time.
I use this to find pure white, white without waves,
Sunshine, memories.
They just stayed there quietly, and I was free.
Looking for pure white in dust and darkness,
She just stayed there.
I devoted myself to a tortuous adventure, whether true or not,
I am asking a question.
At that time, what should come should come and what should go.
I don't remember anything,
Everything in pure white is like a baby.