I want to draw a girl with a stone and draw a river with me.
At least it can prove that eternity is never extravagant.
Before I woke up, I burned all the photos with waste heat.
Naively think it can light up your night.
Therefore, the beauty of the night is gone, and there is no sunshine in this land.
You leave your shadow behind and renew it with the worn railing.
So I lost my lover-seven days ago.
Hypocrisy and indifference are the words of more noble people.
Everything you can write about death and love.
Is the time and distance that can be erased with an eraser.
Why don't you compose rot and wet cold into a tune?
Let it not be like a tone, depravity should be exquisite and unique.
Hand over the knife that you waved at the person you love seven days ago.
No need to cry, no need to call, no need to regret.
Not to mention pretending to be deeply blessed, just gently.
Look at everything with your head down and your eyes closed at night.
If you can't forget the cold wind blowing together
Please take off your coat, it's chilly in winter.
Don't worry about the strong wind in spring, this spring
In this spring, the wind never sleeps.