It's dawn Modern poetry.

But my heart is still the midnight scenery.

I am waiting to tell you that my light is on.

Waiting for the song tomorrow morning

As for me, I took off my disguise.

Put yourself in the orange.

Let the folds on it wrap mine.

An already cold heart.

I will let the tears of the Pacific Ocean fill my heart.

Then take it out of the orange.

Let it dry slowly in the sun.

But it's not light yet.

It's not light yet.

I wiped my pain from the snow.

Put it in the dim candlelight.

Slowly drop out layers of songs

My lips don't smile.

This will not relax the mind.

I like holding China.

Grab my heart.

I'm afraid I accidentally broke it.

Because it's not light yet.

Before dawn.

I watched it snow all night yesterday.

My eyes are white and white.

Like a white rose at a funeral

Gradually wither in the wind and rain of the season

The bright colors that spring tells me.

Winter took it away.

I close my eyes.

Just watched the sunrise.

It's dawn