It's not that I lower my head because of dislike; it's not that I avoid your eyes because of arrogance; it's not that I pass you by because of no chance... Whenever the afterglow of the sunset is about to dissipate, I look at the purple sky, and your shadow appears in my mind. You always like to walk quietly on the playground alone, walking silently around and around in the sunset with white clouds in the sky. I know that you are missing your hometown and your relatives, and I use the light of the evening to soothe the sorrows of your soul.
