Liu Haolin's lyrics of loneliness and its creation

Drunk horses

And the dusk

The joy of traveling together

I'm sitting in the fat

Well

It's never the right thing to do

Not willing to fruit belly, so Bodhi

No climbing

nothing more

Broken people

Hold up the twilight in my heart

Covet aging, imitate Poetry

Never really lost

Morning is more than wind

And the gun and the belly

A young man staggering ashore

Order because of words

Fresh people

It's never the right thing to do

Not willing to fruit belly, so Bodhi

No climbing

nothing more

People of the abyss

Swallowing bullets and tides

Constantly leaving and then withering in

In the shadow of the world

Tender silence

Hold your breath for the four seasons in front of you

Don't understand freedom, then hang yourself

Nature has no purpose

Given by time

Never flowing but concrete

As lonely as all given

There has never been a deep meaning

You think I'm you

No one is himself

What we seek will be lost

The one you love is doubting