Only reluctant, but also helpless, sad lonely in a corner of the night, still clinging to come, not for who is staying, more not sad, only the west window cold moon, listen to the piano and other beautiful women, dance clear shadow, acacia, full of melancholy, a farewell, a sad!
Gently put down the pen in the hand, a goodbye for no reason, is life, is also the world, who can say clearly. You, flowers fall anywhere, I, home, only for this journey of confession, only for this life and tomorrow!
