Fragile glass.
Do you like the iris flowers scattered on the ground made into a bride's wedding dress?
If possible, please let me see this upside-down world through your eyes. You are destiny, and I will follow you.
It's an animal, it's a human, it warms me. Do you know the temperature of a wedding dress?
Light me up, burn up my heart, bloom a flower, bloom in the tearful eyes, listen to me, you are the lamp, I am also the moth.
You are the light. So, I will burn all my hopes and run towards you. Death is freedom.
God says that only by dying can one be free, but who is my God? In this topsy-turvy world, I have no faith.
Warm me.