Blue Tint

Hysterical shouting can only lead to dryness. The melancholy of late autumn is just relatively speechless. After getting drunk, I realized that the absurdity is actually on the other side of sobriety. Only today do I realize that yesterday is not far away How many backs are gradually blurring What I pursue has never changed maybe i have lost Maybe I have been hurt But I still want to be grateful Look at the world with a smile and discover Life turns out to be so beautiful~~~