The spirit of the night always sneaks into my body when the moon rises, so I become a wandering elf dancing alone in the dark night, wandering aimlessly, wandering in front of every happy heart window, and then a lonely smile rushes to the corners of the mouth, not waking up those souls who enjoy happiness, quietly leaving, returning to the dark reverie, dancing the wings of the black veil, making a shadow in a dream, gliding alone.
Loneliness, the messenger of the night, does not want to disturb the peace of mind, so it has to exile loneliness. My loneliness was black, and it wandered beyond the tired red dust, like black coffee in a cup, and a little helpless incense passed through the thick bitterness. After people have tasted its bitterness, the little fragrance makes people unable to let go, and they can't stop wanting. This is the taste of loneliness!
Loneliness, what is it? When you want to laugh, it's a bitter smile that spreads over the corners of your mouth.
I am a lonely shepherd, my flock, lonely. Willing to be plain, do not do the hustle and bustle of the dream, listen to the wind at night, wander on the edge of night and day, trance is still yesterday's happy face, in the red dust shadow, dancing and dancing old dreams.
In countless dark nights of pain and pain, helpless looking up has nowhere to hide. Therefore, I can only learn to be strong to face, although this strength is so reluctant, once it is smelted with the torment of the years, over time, I gradually get used to facing the bleak loneliness alone. Loneliness is a mirror, when you face it, you have to seriously examine your own mistakes, the mirror will not lie, look directly at your own faults, see the cowardly nature. At this time, you will suddenly have an epiphany, and in the end, the only thing that can stay with you is yourself. So, face it! Pick up your tired mood and look at loneliness from a different perspective. Loneliness makes people think deeply, in a place outside the hustle and bustle, enjoy a person's freedom and brightness, although the loneliness is still the same, but the sentimentality is no longer there, the increasingly stoic heart, mature and decisive.
Banish loneliness and let the heart be at peace. Listening to music, it easily occupies every crevice of the mind and fills them one by one. The night was still long, and my flock, freely banished in the darkness.