Sitting at night
Thinking you can see life from death
The lights in the distance are laughing again
Whose weakness starts to fall from this moment?
You are still young
There is still a lot of youth
Half of the story
Can't choke up and listen ruthlessly
Ants live in the body and fight for peace
I said I love you a lot
On the paper of Plato and Lanling
The pale and empty affection is written with tears
"You know I don't blame you
What we do"
reckless
Those naive young people who deceive themselves
But it's dawn
Is there someone to atone for your sins?
Why do I only see one colorful lantern after another?
Purpose: the meaning of growth