My love is like garbage that has nowhere to put under the lights, when the wind blows, the wind never stops blowing, and my love is like the garbage that has nowhere to be placed under the lights, the wind blows, and the sky is everywhere. People are like duckweed between people, fate and fate are scattered but ordinary things, I and you are probably just not enough fate, the road ahead, only the special way but no same destination.

The wind has never stopped blowing, just from intense to silent, and I have never stopped loving you, just from full of joy to a sea of people. For the rest of my life, there was no longer the warmth of the wind, only the exhaustion of the crowds. The sea of people is 100,000 miles, and I have used up the only fate I have ever met you.

From the warmth to the deep in the heart, now finally can't hold back and give up, and my love is like garbage that has nowhere to put under the lights, I will pick them up piece by piece. Because I was afraid that the next time the wind blew, I would never find the garbage again. But ah, the wind never stops blowing, and my love is like garbage that has nowhere to be placed under the lights, and when the wind blows, the sky is everywhere.

The wind blew

Season after season

It's raining

Year after year

The snow drifted

A lifetime and a lifetime

Wandered several cities

Snuffed out a few heartbeats

Wandered a few streets

The wind in the distance was blowing again

With déjà vu snowflakes

It's snowy season again

I ran in the snow

Try to find your footprints

I picked up the pen that had written your name

Want to draw your figure

But yeah

You are no longer in memory

The wind has never stopped blowing, and I have never stopped loving you, although it has become quiet, but no matter how the years change, I always remember your moment that made me feel heart at a glance.