I like looking at the distance and leaning on the windowsill alone.
Looking at the world from the window,
Sometimes dazzling, sometimes dim,
But it carries all my hopes for the future,
Window, the narrow world jumped out of the big society.
night sky
On a quiet night, the stars are suspended.
Deep sky, staring at everything in the world.
Look up and think a lot.
May have been intoxicated in the night sky,
Just keep silent.
My tomorrow
When people are alive, they always hope for tomorrow.
Looking forward to a better tomorrow than today,
But when tomorrow really becomes today,
But only complaining,
Set sail again for your own tomorrow,
The harvest is definitely different tomorrow.
My tomorrow is not a dream.