Lazy

The pendulum of freedom is my wandering footsteps. The looming fog is the footprints I left behind. The lazy bed is written with memories of the past echoing...
Every encounter is a practice
Every encounter is a practice
The pendulum of freedom is my wandering footsteps. The looming fog is the footprints I left behind. The lazy bed is written with memories of the past echoing...
Goodbye! Young days of youth, dear family and friends! Goodbye to the ancient city, goodbye to the strong nostalgia that crosses my path...
who are you! Hiding secretly in the dark, not daring to show your true face, always imitating my various actions and behaviors. Why are you so...
The light of the graffiti rushes towards the mind with one horizontal stroke, one stroke, one hook, and one stroke, all of which express the mood at the moment and the colors are full...
The white smoke like clouds, rain and fog secretly and slowly enveloped me from the bottom of my heart. All the scenery in front of me slowly transformed into...
I love you, do you know this? Or are you deliberately pretending not to notice that I am trying so hard to forget the reason for your departure while I am still...
Fold the layers of my feelings for you into paper airplanes called longing, climb up to the top floor, follow the direction where you are, hold it in the wind, help me...
The train passes by at a fast speed and I watch people coming and going outside the window. Although it happens every day, I don't know why I just can't get tired of watching it. It's like love...
I cried, she left, I worried, you came, I smiled, I left. If I can't be close to her, then what's the point of being close to you...
The boring days have been too long, and I have become numb and sad. I complain about the unforgivable sweltering heat of the scorching sun every day, and I am yawning...