It was originally a beam of silent sunshine.
Love,
is listening to the sound of the falling sun,
is savoring the mood of the sunshine.
My mood is as peaceful as sunshine,
There is no twists and turns at all.
The abyss of death is approaching,
Only the sunlight
shines into the eternal haggard.
Time cannot last forever,
but love can,
at that moment,
condensed into the warmth of the sun.
Sunshine, as peaceful as the state of mind