There are roses in the desert of fairy tales
You can also grow starlight in the ocean
There's a cloud flying on your fingertips. Make an appendage
Forward, the world is backward
But we are always calm and tired
All the way, all the way plain and humble
Get used to the busy summer and winter
Drift with the tide, desolate years
Too many drifting cities
Carrying so many wordless memories
Every day the gate is closed
Forget the original name
That's it, day after day
I suddenly think of my childhood
From the old heart full of thin cocoons
I planted roses in the middle of the desert
He Yun conquers the sea of stars
Too many drifting cities
Carrying so many wordless memories
Every day the gate is closed
Forget the original name
That's it, day after day
What adults have done
An illusory story as a fairy tale
Children who make miracles
The most free look
They are writing love poems for the passing wind
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