The moving clouds roll lightly, and the warm colors gradually fade.
Under the light of a window, only the dark night reveals its cunning eyes and a cold smile.
The black crystals in his pupils were spinning, and in them there was a bright red girl dancing gracefully under the street lights.
When the wind stops, I realize that the phoenix is hidden and the dragon is lying, and the sword is hidden in the smile.
But I know that they are all waiting for a star to fall, waiting for a person to change their lives.
She is dressed in clouds and has neon lights on her feet.
Deep in the night, there was a faint fragrance floating around, and the girl holding the lamp came belatedly.
The candlelight gradually dimmed, and the dawn slowly appeared in the east.
But the fog blurred the outline, and maybe only he could find her where she was.
Where the toes pass, what covers the back is flying ink.
But I know that somewhere, they sang the same song.