???? The spring is not yet over, and the flowers are gradually falling.
A moment of youth flowed by in a hurry.
You don't understand, you can't understand,
That withered face, and the drifting beauty.
The flowers gradually fall, as charming and as sad as yesterday;
I made no commitments and endured the torture myself.
The flowers gradually fall and have nowhere to go.
From now on, I will no longer compose songs for you.
???? This is a story about wandering between dreams and reality. Some people in this world are chasing dreams, while others just want an ordinary life. Those who pursue dreams will have their dreams shattered by reality, while those who are ordinary will still live an ordinary life.
???? Should we choose to bloom and die gorgeously, or should we choose to stay in this world quietly and ordinaryly...
???? This is a question worth considering.
Conception: