The wind dances on the shoulders of the night,
is clear and sad, and
is here to call the curtain down.
leaves wrapped in sadness and fell into the soil,
is light and helpless,
is here for the first time without hesitation.
Autumn night
loneliness is struggling in the air,
accidentally will make you fall into the desolation of drifting with the flow.
Barrenness is filled with confusion,
Perplexity also makes the heart at a loss of sorrow,
Sadness may be missing the past...
Such autumn nights
In the darkness without the scorching sun,
You are most willing to meet in my dreams.
Stopping far away, looking back, my face is quiet,
smiling, I stretch out my hands
but can't touch your silhouette,
turned out to "see" you
is just the beauty of my delusion.
still has to sleep silently with loneliness,
wipes the teardrops as you like in a subtle way
.
may be the most afraid of indulging in love,
indulged in climbing but pre-supplied your escape,
tearing with brute force
only in exchange for your pretentious laziness,
is a person after all One-man show.
Maybe the mask of love has always been hypocritical,
is just that our lonely heart is too longing to be far away~
is so empty and so heavy,
's excessive pursuit can only hurt ourselves.
Illusion of love is like fireworks
That is the delusion of the heart,
Only by putting oneself in the dark and desolate
can the determination of salvation be born.
uses the former contradiction to be fragile and unbearable
to reshape a warm kindness.
face the unequal sadness in emotion
is the inevitable darkness,
allows it to exist
only disagrees and does not touch
is the best crossing.
wakes up
In the autumn night,
is a poem to make a heart raft
take a boat and cross the bank,
find a place to be safe
silence, empty,
and then a full smile
will give you a ride,
from then on
all go west and east.
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