A slightly swollen and old face
This is a bend in my heart and I can't turn it.
Used to be full of energy
The wind has blown away.
Like a wild goose without a trace
having a sting/twinge in the nose
There seems to be gravel blowing into my eyes.
I will miss you.
Let it follow the pace of moonlight.
Go back to the acacia tree where I played as a child.
A small pink fan covered with trees
They are all my smiling faces.
Pick one and wear it in your hair.
Summon my beautiful
It looks colorful.
I don't know. Velvet flower
How much I love you
Grandma's warm harbor.
be intoxicated
Someone always calls me by my real name.
That's when you rang the dinner bell.
"Mimi, go home for dinner!"
Even the cat next door should meow.