Out of the window, I am entangled in the dwarf vines, and there are numerous camptotheca grandiflora.
The brightness in my heart ignites the flowers and flowers.
In this June season, lingering is all I have.
I won't sigh the injustice of fate, because the climbing life is shining.
I still want to embrace all of you.
Even if my sudden departure disturbs your dreams,
I stumble in the south of the Yangtze River,
and I sleep in such a rainy day.
For this reason, it seems like a dusty past that is close to or close to the world.
Even if life turns its back on me, because some of my lights are dim,
it has already been silently extinguished.
On a bright day, I am not alone in the outside world.
Just as I have been kneeling for my soul for a whole thousand years,
I have been crawling on this bumpy road.
September on earth is my infinite imagination.
I can finally forget the dust.
It's just because I'm persistent in my fate.
Maybe I should convince something.
What would it be?
Light footsteps, when I set foot on the road of missing,
I can't imagine any more, too much luck,
whose paradise I stay in,
I can't stop dying or rejoicing,
But I believe in the future,
Tomorrow will be better.