A long journey
Norman
White clouds will spread their wings
It's like a white glider
But it never goes back to the bottom
Fly in the pure dream forever
From night to dawn
Once fluttering, once raining
From here to where
Once happy, once sad
Every trip
Every memory
They all have different air
Every time we meet
Every separation
They all breathe differently
There is no stored scenery
Had to turn into a riddle in the heart
Infatuation, this is me and the sky
Just cherish the fun
Shanwei~~~~~~~
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