But dusk and youth are inseparable from each other.
The rain stopped, the song stopped and the wind continued.
The umbrella was left behind again.
I hope you are the last one.
But the rings and youth cannot bear to recognize each other.
A lamp, a city, a person.
Wandering all the way
Through your world
Live full of love.
Please go forward and don't look back.
I am waiting for you at the finish line.
You love to listen to the whole world in silence.
Who in the world listens to you?