I often think about what love is
Chaotic light and shadow flashed across my eyes
It turns out that the past is all related to you
If, after all, it's just if
Just like the beginning of a fairy tale is not happy
I'm like a passerby on the river bank of life
In such a good youth,
But I only stand in the closest and most distant place
That's it, this colorless love
like sunshine,
The most transparent, but actually the most gorgeous