Winter, can not catch up with the pace of summer

A harsh winter is coming

The window was peeking into the traffic of the alleyway

A pair of dull eyes are embedded in the windowsill

Eyes rested on the corner of the alley, motionless

The eyeballs try to move hard

I wanted to get out of my eyes, I wanted to avoid the corner wall

Keep your eyes on that person

But no matter how it moves

The man was still out of sight

In the bustling downtown, that man

That's it, silently leaving

Before I could say: Like...

So he removed his eyes from the windowsill

Rush out

In the sea of people, he scurried around like a rat

Footsteps have cruised through the streets for hundreds of rounds

The gaze has searched in the sea of people a thousand times

Just to find out where that person is

Walking along, he, came to the brink of winter

Call to the edge, look to the edge

But I found the figure that disappeared around the corner

Out of winter, out of spring, to summer

However, the cold wind crept through

Blow away the footsteps of winter

That's it, he

Standing at the end of winter, looking out at the early summer

That person

That's it, silently leaving

Winter has never been able to catch up with summer

It was like he would never be able to keep up with that man

Forever separated by a season

Out of reach!!!