The clouds floating in the sky for no reason will eventually sink into the gentleness of the rain one day. Even though I was so inexperienced in the world, the traces of rain in my heart were so gentle, how could I have no nostalgia at all. I just hope that the sudden heavy rain that year will not extinguish the last tenderness in my heart.
I don't know when, I fell in love with mirage silently, as if the mirage from far away time and space would bring me a life-and-death dream in front of flowers and under the moon, forever intoxicated, so greedy... It turns out that it's not that I can't love, but I am afraid that the thorns hidden under the beautiful flowers of roses will tear a girl's nostalgia in this world into pieces, and I will no longer be able to pick up the flowers scattered on the ground, beautiful but easy to fade away. Therefore, since I was a child, I have been so afraid of cloudy skies, just because when the skies are cloudy, it will probably rain. After the rain, the distant rainbow rising in the sky will, without any accident, cast a beautiful coat on my originally gray sky. Bathed by the casual smile, it will make me believe that the mirage from the distant time and space has brought the spring scenery that I hope for. I need a silly girl every day. In the early morning, I run through the maple forest where the red light first comes, collecting the dewdrops that were lost in the wind last night, to nourish the green radish that would never bloom in the first place. I happily believe that what belongs to me will bloom... But how can everything go as I wish? It is not just the people who are walking, but also the desolate Gobi Desert on the road that has changed... Let everything return to the time when the nightmare began...