The days always pass by slowly but quickly. The days that are too late to record are always empty, as if they never existed. A dream that is both illusory and real, the butterflies flying around Zhuang Zhou. I always want to write something, but I don't know what to write. The people I love and the people who love me just come and go, leaving behind one empty dream after another. The dream is beautiful. It's so beautiful that I don't want to wake up again. A drop of tear hits the ground and shatters a world. Sometimes your world is so easily shattered, leaving emptiness one after another. Cheng Anyu and Cheng Anyu are two people who are deeply buried in my heart. Different personalities, different excellences but the same autistic nature. The same name is the only bond between them. Trapped in his own emotional world, he always wants to hold on to the other person. There are countless dancing threads around them, but none of them can really connect them together. Different choices, different lives. Then there are different endings.
If, just if, if God gave us another chance to choose, wouldn't we walk so exhausted?
If, just if, if God gives us another chance to choose, I think we will go on like this exhausted but without hesitation.
I long to wander, but I have to learn how to forget to fly in this cage.
You know... One day I'm going to run away... Take my guitar with me and my drawing board... Run away... Far away... No one can find me.