Middle-aged walking
The rain is heavy and the wind is sad.
Looking back on middle age
How many stories are there?
Submerged in the years
finally
Pick up a spicy glass
I will do it first.
Help yourself.
When I was still awake
I want to/I want
I want to write a song.
Write a love poem for yourself
The knot left for me
Leave it to my children.
Also left to
Leave it to you who love me deeply
They say life is short.
Why give it to yourself?
a sigh
The words of "warm heart"
Write a love poem for yourself
Thank you in the vast sea of people
Rub your shoulders.
Let me meet you.
Look back and smile.
Let my life
So beautiful
Fold your heart into a rose
Romantic my lonely dusk
Warm you, too
Dawn of the new year
Snowflakes beat against the window lattice.
She told me softly.
Every spring breeze blows.
She remembers the agreed return date.
The swallow's return to the south
There is always a coconut grove island.
But Cher's departure
Always accompanied by tears
Make your soul disappear.
Blend with ...
A swift stream
Let her jump every time
Write a love poem for yourself
Let her have sex every time.
I write a love poem for myself.
Let her sing every time
I write a love poem for myself.
The smell of wine drifted away.
There is no endless feast.
Let this warm soil
Accept my old body
Kiss your massiness.
Take one.
Memory of the past
Write a love poem for yourself
Kiss your massiness.
Cut a wisp
Dusty seasons
Write a song.
Write a love poem for yourself