Dream traces, traces left in dreams, when the last bright light goes out, intense but illusory years appear...
In the dream, the flowers fly, and outside the dream, the clouds disperse. When all the flowers fall, the drunken life, dream and death will eventually become empty.
Because of those traces, I don't want to wake up from the dream.
Conception:
Rolling cutely, please update~
Was my comment swallowed? ? ?