/CURIE
I couldn't remember what we said when we whispered.
A lot of fragments were not important for this life.
They walk to the bridge and I decide to leave this night.
Everyone has their own way to go,
The past and the future are always confrontational, and there are too much troubles
Once the desire is determined,
I can go find you, turn the window, or unload the door and get you.
Looking at the moonlight failure,
Use your body to drop down my tears,
A man may cry for for several reasons in his life
——Love is not allowed, past is not forgiven
——This is a beautiful mistake under my default.
I dreamed of firefly as river, and the exhaustion of autumn,
The leaves of the mountains and plains are covered with rain, and the bites of the ants too much
How good?
So good.
Then the butterfly breaks its wings and lies on a incomplete flower,
I am very envious
——to be a person who dare love and hate，
What is the difference between this gust and the wind?
When I pull out,you don't seem to love me anymore.
Death has arrived.
(“我记不清我们窃窃私语时，说过什么话。
很多片段，对于这一生来说，并不重要。”
他们走向鹊桥，而我决意离开这个夜晚。
每个人都有自己的路要走，
过往与未来总在对峙，俗事纷繁，
一旦欲望被确定了，
我就可以去寻找你，翻窗，或是卸门，得到你。
趁着月色故障，
用以你肉身盛我的泪。
一个男人这辈子也许就为了几件事哭泣，
爱而不得，以及悔不当初。
这是一场，我默认下的美丽的错误。
我梦见流萤，以及秋天的精疲力尽，
漫山遍野的落叶挂着雨水，蚁的咬痕，过犹不及。
多好。
多好。
于是蝴蝶自断双翅，卧一朵残花之际，
我无比羡慕，
敢爱敢恨的人。
这一阵风，与那一阵风有什么分别。
你似乎再不能爱我。
我抽身时，
等同死亡。)
