I haven't listened to swallow's song for a long time, the sound in the subway is turned to the maximum, listening to Van Gogh's album, looking at the raindrops on the glass and the yellowish lights outside the window, it is very comfortable, the melody of the song is very soft and soothes the heart.
Hurry, hurry. There are some different kinds of people in the carriage, living different lives, stepping on different trajectories, and there will be a pity to feel that the experience is not colorful or full.
ps, this is some small thoughts with headphones on the subway on the way to Zhang Ding's north earlier, written down at that time, saved as a draft.