There is a kind of wine,
Drunk and dreaming
Makes people forget everything,
Every time I want to confirm whether I have forgotten,
But I found that I remembered it more deeply
There is a kind of injury,
Like tarsal maggots,
When it's noisy, it's as if you don't realize it,
In the dead of night,
Eat away the flesh, eat away the soul,
In the end, not even my heart is left
some people,
Thought he was just a passer-by,
After passing away,
Turned into a gap in my heart that is difficult to heal,
Difficult to follow the full moon
There are some things,
Time fades away at any time,
At the moment of reunion, Fang emerged from the cocoon,
Wake up,
unforgettable