If the wind had color,
I think it should be black,
Otherwise, why can't he (she) fall in love with me?
When I tried everything,
When I still don't move you at all,
I knew I should give up,
But I am always unhappy when I am alone.
Give up and persevere,
It makes no difference to me,
It's all sad.
Concept: I don't believe in love, but there will always be someone buried in my heart for a long, long time.