A huge city, two tiny people.
Fold a few lonely peach blossoms, and the years will grow together.
Color, like you.
Falling in love with you is the most beautiful encounter in my bones-like years.
A pair of people for life, half drunk, half awake and half floating.
The whole world is a huge mental hospital,
Everyone lives in their own obsessions and fantasies, and goes crazy all their lives.
Unable to hide desires, repeated torture.
Role-play yourself, or draw a wall?
A sane person becomes a real madman.
May you sleep peacefully in people's rejection, and may people stay away from mediocrity under your protection.
Please put a bouquet of tulips on my grave
I am nostalgic for this warm color, just as I am nostalgic for you——
It shined into my lonely years like dry bones.