Do you still remember that unrequited secret love in the summer? He planted a seed for you. The sultry moon reflected in the quiet night, quietly growing wildly in the desolate land surrounded by thorns and thorns without anyone stepping on it. It was surging and undercurrent.
Hearing the crazy dreams
He wants to escape life in exchange for freedom
That night the wind stopped shaking his willows
Just give the ocean back to your sincere love
Return youth to the silent winter
His youth is not the sun
The sour smell of silver and copper
The decay of the soul
A fight of flesh and blood
The mud under your feet
bury his bones
This is his new hometown
Finally, the trembling hand writes the end,
I once complained about injustice on behalf of the ordinary people.
You can redeem yourself
Purpose: redemption