I don't know why you come and go freely.
For an elegant life.
Or random manipulation?
In the arms of lilacs
Can you smell happiness?
Or feel a moment of peace.
Maybe I have to let go
Will be a kind of wisdom.
Realize the freedom you want.
Dispelled my disappointment.
When lilacs bloom
I only hope that my compassion will turn into a lilac tree, not by your side.
Not far.
Xiaoyi
My waiting
Maybe it's just the original reason.
You can calm down. Holding hands with you.
On a spring afternoon
Walking in the mountains.
Just like your silent expression when we met.
Not surprising.
Even less anxious
The wind gently caresses your long hair.
I can't help feeling your tenderness.
fidget
Keep running
I think this is a kind of life.
A gesture
When cheap vanity burns out the initial passion
Humble feelings obliterate the only truth.
I don't know what you care about.
Survival or life?
Free breathing or heavy breathing?
Disdain and discard
It turned out to be ourselves.