Summer sorrow

Waiting for the rain in early summer

Slowly following the wind

As never before

Waiting for childhood, young age

Slowly diffuse like a cloud

Everything is as good as ever

Can always change

I used to dream like that.

Still can't go back to that old time

This bustling city has kicked off

Gorgeous neon lights are still flashing

And I exist as air

Just because this city does not have my place to stay.

It is not my comfort zone

Just like this picture

Painting beautiful

It is not me, it is impossible to belong to me.

And I am also with this city.

The second day: Luo Xiaoxiao