In the wind
Being still like this
All laughs
Thrown into the pale waters
When the sun
Staying on the vague horizon
Are you going to be out of the hidden pain of yesterday
In the rain
Being still like this
Myself
Thrown into the pale wates
I am unwilling to insist on your coming and going
Why can't I look into the foolishness hiding in the fate
On earth
Which kind of mayfly in the emotion world am I?
Except you
Anything else I have?作者: 翠驳 时间: 2004-4-23 20:42