In the blink of an eye as the lights dim, a century of youth flashes in an instant
The records on paper are just a few pens, and looking back is just a burst of yellow sand.
But this is Wan Wan's life,
People were coming and going, but there was only cold electronic sound in my ears.
"If you don't want to be me, just keep going."
Intention: as sweet as glutinous rice