You are a flower on the other side of the shore that blooms in time and space, and I am a passerby who can only look at each other across the shore
11-09
Lonely nights always like to let silence accompany the lighting of a cigarette Smoke Chaos thoughts together Entangled like smoke In the memory of the bitter and sweet and the house is a night of devastation...
11-03
Passer harvest dreamland Zuo Xiaoqing
10-30