The air dyed red with blood.
The city is falling in crimson.
Smiling is just a thought.
The impulse of reason collapsed.
Whose hand holds you tightly?
Trying to figure out your intentions.
.. There is no life left in freedom.
Like the solitary wild goose.
Lost his unique glance.
.. The sound I want to capture.
Lost direction in wandering steps.
The sound haunts your vision.
In the end, the gaze also became an escape.
.. Xia pretended to wipe away the seductive red lips.
Falling plain beam of light.
But he also sadly lost his soul.
Your voice rebels against your body.
His eyes are always avoiding.
Tell me. What did the air say?
Can you hear...
.. In memory of.
Memories are secretly emerging.
The story is always telling.
You only have a moment of peace.
Stay there for a few seconds.
And then... All that's left is then.
.. Ready to go.
Traveling lightly is the last resort weapon.
Leave it behind.
Let the memories soothe the remaining broken hearts.
The air tells me the most beautiful memorial.
..
.. The distant sky.
There was a touch of paleness.
Why did you stop?
Maybe you just want to listen to the breathing of the air.
Because your breath will tell you.
How to survive.
..
Finally I continued my steps.
No more changes in pace.
The sound lingers in the air.
It touched the deep heartstrings...
"What did you say?"
... Live well.
Inadvertently.
The distance is your most beautiful clouds.
That's life
A touch of fresh green...
--Hong