Years are like songs, ancient poems

Days are like the wind.

Inadvertently past

years as the song

Whenever night falls,

The chord in my heart

Play your own melody

I don't know tomorrow. Tomorrow.

That arrogant me

Will it still be there?

I do not know the future.

Those who have gone to blowing in the wind.

Will it appear again?

What about him?

Someone should share his joys and sorrows.

Those distant pasts

Unknown future

My dream

My future

I'm the only one who understands.

No one really understands me.

always

Strong appearance

Vulnerability of camouflage

It's so boring and painful

Always thought

I have something to do with literature.

All secrets are expressed in words.

All the troubles are explained in words.

The inner world is so rich.

What you want to have

anyway/no matter what/ in any case

I will understand.

But many times,

Things are often not that simple.

Giving doesn't necessarily pay off.

Ratio in 2080

Never go wrong.

I like Huan Zi's sad songs.

I have to listen to music to sleep every night.

Forget the tingling of ice-like skin.

never gonna be alone

Because of the music.

Music can give me good inspiration for writing articles.

Inspire me to write articles.

Days are like the wind.

Just as beautiful

years as the song

So tempting