The east wind blooms flowers on thousands of trees at night, and even blows them down, and the stars are like rain. BMW's carved cars fill the road with fragrance. The phoenix flute sounded, the jade pot turned light, and fish and dragons danced all night. The moths are covered with golden threads of snow and willows, and the laughter is full of hidden fragrance. The crowd looked for him thousands of times, but suddenly looking back, he found that person in a dimly lit place.
This poem has always been your favorite
When I set out on my journey, I can still hear your murmur in my ears.
At that time, if I hadn't been looking at you in the dark, I might never have seen you.
When I look at you, all I see is your clear eyes
If I could muster the courage then
Maybe everything will be different
dimly lit place
Have too many things
see too much
But forgot again
What I am in... Is darkness
