Bai Yunfei, the upper reaches of youth, has enough rain to hide, and those lost thoughts are gurgling.
Fate is so humorous that those who love it are silent.
The whole universe has become a red bean, and memory is like a trapped animal. 』
"July, summer, fog, waiting for your idea.
Room, cell phone, blank, lack of your answer.
Like a butterfly, looking forward, but afraid.
Waiting is lonely and a little scary. 』
"Unless you can hibernate, memory can't stop, just like a butterfly, most afraid of seasonal changes.
I love you every day, blooming with the dust. Bauhinia can't bloom as you wish.
I stopped at the horizon, stopped at the cloud, and convinced myself that I was just a bauhinia butterfly. 』