Happiness, happiness is her smile,
Fingers touching her, rosy cheeks.
Who does she belong to in this vast universe?
I touched her warmly.
Gently, gently touch her eyes.
It seems to be alive.
She could be.
Doesn't belong to anyone,
But there are always people who are fascinated by her.
happy
She walked barefoot on the grass,
But my garden is full of love fragments.
On a cold rainy night,
My love is falling-
From the end of her pure gold hair,
Slipped off his ankle.
pure
I stood there in a daze.
Wait for the dawn.
The morning is destined to be cold and pale.
The mind is unusually clear.
Recalling last night's dream,
I look for fairy tales I heard when I was a child.
reasonable
I once lost my way,
Like thousands of girls.
Indulge in dreams like castles in the air,
Dreams soon disappeared like running water.
I love all the blue sky.
Oh, will you see it again?
brave
What are you afraid of?
Everyone has a lonely world,
This is the victory of our existence!
We can stand on the sun,
Smash all intrigues and intrigues.
But sunshine is sweet,
It always gives me light fearlessly.
Makes me laugh at the world.