Endless

Endless

When the eaves are raining

a drop of water

Sing the song of breaking the wind in the autumn wind

The ambition of a question and answer

Living between ancient and modern

so anxious

Looking at the traffic jam is like looking at the mountains and rivers

The world is full of metaphors

It has nothing to do with rain

lying by the window

look focused

Look at the sudden rain

I really want

also cry like this

who else

look at me through the window

many years later

he still remembers