Text/Wei Tingmi
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Precious witnesses
The cracks in the air confirmed its death
The corpse curled up viciously
It's also sad
I fiddled with boxes full of memories
After the obstacle set by heavy debris
Found the past
Shared longing and joy
A tragedy between us
Is it caused by time?
Comforting him, this was no mistake
Blankly closed his eyes
What a strange emotion is conveyed
"To Friends"
- There's nothing to say!
When you say that
You're in a dimly lit room
Gentle eyes
Shimmering towards the evening
Silence suddenly arrives
You look at the color of the air
Such as watching the return time
Emaciated hump
All vocals
They all escaped in the greenery of the Shanshan flowers
You struggle with yourself
Still don't understand how to pull the bound net
Only one branch of the green tree is used
Stir the bitter liquid
"One Kind of Man"
A slender, elongated mournful courtesy
Watered the blooming loneliness
——Ming extinction Ming extinction——
Burn thick night
Before dawn
The fireworks point far away
Somewhere in the middle of nowhere
After sunrise
The owner of the fire
Small hidden in the world
There are no mountains and rivers
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【Author's Profile】Wei Tingmi, an herb born in 2002, dreams of seeing the scenery that the world wants to see and find the people she wants to meet.