In the fragments of life, in the leisure of time, feelings or fantasies are concentrated on the tip of the pen. Recording poetry year after year, witnessing growth along the timeline. Tears welled up in his eyes, and when he raised his head, the clouds were calm and the wind was gentle again. The beauty in life needs to be captured, and the divergent fantasies are worth recording. I hope that after many years, I will look back and smile sweetly.
Purpose: Record life and fantasy
