Let every stupid wait turn into death.
This calm sea
How many stories have you hidden?
Let every dream restore her truth.
Let every dewdrop kiss the morning sun.
That charming paradise.
How many lies have you told the world?
Let every smile last as long as pain.
Making every flower bloom is not a beautiful disguise.
When you accidentally called.
I grin, too.
The next morning
I know that not every cry will be echoed.
Not every true love can reach the paradise of love
Not all stories can be easily forgotten.
Not every tired heart has it.
A small port.
Not everyone is looking forward.
There will be another appearance.
It takes more than a few tears to wash away all the wounds in my heart.
But not all hope ended in despair.
Not all the seeds of happiness have been sown
On a piece of land
It's not that the left hand full of pain will grab the right hand.
Stir the happy pulp
Please believe that happiness and sadness are like the sun and the moon in the sky.
There is no agreement, but