Where the sun shines
your figure
It's the most dreamy memory
I'm thinking about it silently in the dark
My heart is full of happiness and sadness
Feelings that may or may not exist
Eyes that are as hard to look into as light
Like the little rabbit flying to the moon
Cute and incredible
Memories are like mist on a moonlit night
In the gradually bright sunshine
Dissipate little by little
——BY Qianyi