I like to call it a lonely paradise ~ this is a corner where no one knows anyone.
This is a person's city ~ choose loneliness ~ choose loneliness ~ choose missing.
This is a person's paradise ~ choose emptiness ~ choose escape ~ choose depravity.
Finally found that loneliness is also a kind of enjoyment ~ it turned out that it was not me but the city that was lonely.
All the romantic days in 2004-09 were just my one-man show.
☆ Sad country ☆ ~ This ruined city washed by sad texture ~ We belong to the same group.
Love and hate ~ ℡ Drunk lunatics hide their stories.
Memories are old ~ he piled up legends here with immortal words.
Secretly sad ~ after many years, can these plots irrigated with tears be as clean as dusk?
We were close to each other, and we saw each other's wounds bleeding like roses in full bloom in the sun, which made people feel distressed.
We shook hands ~ felt the warmth coming from each other's hands ~ even if the temperature was a little lower and a little cold ~ we were still very moved.
We depend on each other ~ give each other a strong and encouraging look ~ isn't it just a little hurt? What are we afraid of ~ A wounded life is perfect.
We are just a group of children who are afraid of cold and loneliness. Hugging together can resist the cold. Watch me make up stories to drive away loneliness.
My story ~ through painful memories ~ has been in a sad country
Your fairy tale ~ Is the protagonist not present yet ~ How can a play be staged without the protagonist ~ A fairy tale without a plot is a joke.
A person ~ a city ~ rehearse a never-ending monologue carefully
A few people ~ a few injuries ~ the enchanting story of flowers on the fingertips.
Who's crying ~ who's laughing ~ The tombstone of the city bears witness to all the right and wrong.
Whose pain ~ whose tears ~ ☆ Sad country ☆ ☆ The wind whistling in the sky makes everything clear.
Dear ~ Come on! Can you visit my city?
Baby ~ don't feel bad! Are we going to bury our sadness here?
Come with me ~ don't hesitate! Unforgettable injury ~ just enjoy it with words!
Invite you to be a neighbor! Let's dance * * * ☆ Sad country ☆ Under the stars!
The vague spine keeps a proud posture ~ Try to look at the direction ☆ Sad country ☆.
The moon perches lazily on the branches ~ thinking keeps slipping into deep pain.
You smoke like a song ~ white butterflies fly ~ You can't sing with deep affection ☆ The heroic and sad country ☆.
Sunset is like tears ~ flying all over the sky ~ hovering low between historical peaks ~ about to fall
Time is so sad.
The fragile fate is worrying.
Life becomes blind and aimless ~ I am at a loss in front of the cold screen every day.
Maybe I want to escape from loneliness ~ or I want to drown myself in this dilapidated city until I die.
An empty question ~ but I got a lifetime of silence ~ strangled all my beliefs ~ and finally I was speechless
Sadness has no beginning ~ and no one knows its end ~ then the sadness of this life will never end.
With the brightest smile ~ hide the wound of flesh and blood eversion ~ they always say that I smile really beautifully.
At that time ~ I walked into a sad country with her love ~ her helplessness ~ her promise ~ I vented my injustice to my fate with sad words.
Looking back at the words today ~ dribs and drabs ~ blurred tears lied to me ~ I didn't see the process of the world from clear to fuzzy.
It turns out that you are ready for a gorgeous turn ~ you said: from now on, there is only indifference between us ~ midsummer ~ I can't help shivering.
Looking at the words lying quietly ~ broken ~ looking at the diary that records eternal love for you ~ those dull but sweet times.
I can't tell the pain in my heart ~ silence ~ too long silence makes me unable to find my own direction ~ I panic ~ it hurts to the extreme.
Who is saying: when all hesitation becomes the price of heartache ~ loss is the best commemoration.
Who's singing: who's singing every night, who's whispering ~ it's just an unmanned performance
Who is who ~ who can redeem who ~ who can predict whose fate and reincarnation.
Cherish it when you do it ~ learn to love yourself ~ If you don't love yourself ~ who will love you?
Her words came like a bolt from the blue ~ woke me up in a daze
I want to change this state ~ no matter how it ends.
The morning sun is warm and soft ~ shining on the horizon.
At this moment, the sad country is waking up and gradually rising from the ground.
At this time, the smiling face is like a flower ~ I finally woke up from a deep sleep dream
Some people say that sadness is an unaccompanied journey, a starry night sky and a time without songs.
I want to say ~ because of you, sadness is no longer arrogant ~ ☆ The stars in the night sky in the sad country are bright ~ The lingering white butterfly is singing.
Dear ~ Let's be in this sad imperial city ~
You can wait for the wound to heal quietly ~ that's it
Like fog ~ like smoke ~ thinking of rain at night ~ driving away thoughts
The meaning is endless ~ homesick ~ slender fingers ~ heart involved.
The wind is thin and the candle shadows are chaotic ~ when acacia is thick, the heart is disheartened ~ there has never been a short night ~ I only hate long hair ~ 3,000 acacia.
Never flowers ~ listen to the wind sing ~ you write ~ you sing ~ I see flowers blossom into the sea ~ keep singing.
What if the lamp of hope is blown out by the distant wind? What would you do?
What if your career is screwed up by those bad guys? Are you angry?
What if your life is not as beautiful as you originally wanted? Are you tired?
What if you love the boat that capsized on a moonlit windy night? Are you sleepy?
Life will not stop ~ you will still breathe ~ let's redraw it with pen and fantasy.
We agreed not to cry ~ put on a beautiful mask ~ a cold face transcended the fear and yearning for life and death.
In a sad country, quietly discard the dust of the world, step on beautiful words, follow your lost shadow and listen to heartbreaking notes.
Sorrow will be the glory of your life ~ dripping in the rain and dew of your emotions ~ calling out the rational voice of nature ~ also the nourishment for brewing achievements ~ living in a sad country.
No matter what happens in the future ~ let's cherish this relationship ~ communicate ~ share ~ wander ~ experience together in a short time.
True sadness ~ only those who have been really hurt know ~ only in sadness can we find our lost self ~ our true self ~ and understand the shortness of life.
The preciousness of life ~ emotional hardship ~ will only cherish what we have now ~ tomorrow will appear.
I will cherish the warmth of life more ~ I believe I will be happy tomorrow ~ Be kind to myself and others.
Sighing too much world of mortals ~ life is always fragmented ~ the most primitive and simple emotions ~ using the most beautiful and moving words ~ the most vicissitudes of classical notes.
The most melancholy picture greets you ~ winding the sorrow of a thousand years into tortuous literary thoughts ~ accompanying the years ~ savoring the wordless heaviness and desolation of that place.
☆ A sad country ☆ ~ A lonely paradise where your heart can be placed ~
Lost city ~ doomed to sadness ~ song of love ~ doomed to forget