His hair has grown recently;
His eyelashes did not kiss his pillow this morning;
His cat would sleep on his chest;
There is no blue bamboo in front of his window;
His sword struck down the rain among the flowers;
His sword is covered in dust;
His flowers bloomed;
The person he was waiting for arrived. But he left...
He put some things in a box and put them in the corner. But he lives in a person's heart...
(I will use a copy written by Nan Sheng instead. I hope you will forgive me. Orz)
Intention: yearning for beauty and surrendering to reality.