Gaze at a sparrow in the rain
The haze of the city is soaked, misty and rainy, woven into a fog net, psychedelic and ethereal, and the net is faintly melancholy.
Timid dusk, shrinking step by step in the misty rain.
On the branches of the phoenix tree, a sparrow wandered alone. Without a fixed habitat, you can only hide your thin body under the leaves of the plane and bear the baptism of wind and rain.
Neon Leng Yan, you can't catch a trace of warmth, but you are shivering.
Why do you stubbornly fly away from the countryside? Why do you choose to wander in the city? Don't you know that skyscrapers will break your flying wings? You are not a noble canary. In the city, flashy eyes are everywhere, deeply touching the soul and burying dreams in the bottom of my heart.
I stared at you for a long time, and you looked at me absently, silent. In the countryside, your noise is a sweet nursery rhyme, awakening spring and celebrating the fruits of autumn; However, the songs of the city are regarded as noisy dialects and are ridiculed. Therefore, you can only keep silence deeper than a stone and forget the language.
Staring at a sparrow in the rain, each other's eyes are clearly full of misery and suffering.