yes
A drop of rain
Maybe it's from the Arctic
Thousands of miles apart
The hurricane envelops me
Day and night
The sea gave a closed door
The mountain peaks also love to ignore it
Eventually the clouds threw me away
Hard cement floor
I couldn't find a trace of pity
Cooling is the last word?
Heat waves have torn homes apart
Ice flowers Snowflakes
Displaced
What is the soul?
Where to live
A little inattentive
It will mix with tears
If I happen to meet you
Please let me go back to my hometown
That's where I got back to my senses