How to hide my sadness, the place where I lost you, the fragrance of your hair spreads in such a hurry that I can no longer keep up. I can still see traces of your departure when I close my eyes. I keep looking for that missing figure under the moonlight - "Trajectory"
You said you liked this city, so I carried my luggage and lived in this city; then you left, and I was left alone to guard this empty city. A person, a city, trapped in the cage of promises, watching the prosperity disappear, and feeling lonely for a lifetime.