A bleeding heart
Bloom proudly
Grieving memories.
Welcome stubbornness
Human nature can be transformed.
The human heart has never changed.
I'm in the sunset
Touch the flowers on the roadside
The beautiful soul told me
Only after suffering can we grow.
This is a manifestation of nature.
Life has its ups and downs.
Countless nights
As affectionate as charming flowers.
Flowers bloom and fall.
The soul looks forward to the light.
Even if the flowers fade.
I'm consistent, too
because
I'm Cui.
This is a small work I wrote. Please compose music. . .