Away from the countryside,
You are the scenery of that place,
Meet you,
I remembered my hypocritical countenance.
Years...
I've been so sad...,
My heart has long since left the city.
In the cold streets, there is always the anticipation of an unexpected encounter, maybe the next turn, or the other end of the road.
Again and again dazed, heartbroken, in the ice age is so pale and powerless, painful to the heart.
Rise in the morning, greet a round of sunrise, in the tide of people, enjoy a touch of sorrow, twilight, at the dusk intersection, drink the loneliness.
I can't say goodbye, but I have said goodbye, I can't tell the difference in the troubled world, but my clear heart is full of holes!