Fleeting wind

Three years of time is like a gust of wind passing by my ears, as if it is still echoing, but it has really passed. In this land of youth, gains and losses are still deeply buried here after all. There were surging words in my chest, but I often didn’t make a sentence. Just […]

Voice tears

Who is calling me gently in my ear/The Voice is floating in my heart/that is the result I ‘ve been longing for/last night/his voice is in my heart/lifting ripples microwave/layers of microwave/there thousands of words to tell me/To tell me. Wonderful, beautiful and sad music can always intoxicate many people, making people immerse themselves in […]