★, nothing can get through the time, even the light can't work, even the soul can't do it, only it is the last winner - when the universe is empty, only time is left, it is inflated and filled all. "Little Times 3"
★, you give me a tear, I saw all the ocean in your heart. "Left hand reflection, right hand years"
★, a beast was injured, it can go to a cave to hide, and then lick the wound, insist on it, but once it is warm, it can not stand. The Edge of Love and Pain
★, forgive the bouquet, I am dressed to attend, just to miss you, pray for natural disasters, give me only the fragrance, I want to say goodbye, humble, extravagant, and love again. I hope that every night when the stars shine into the dream, someone will replace me and kiss you . 》
★, the first day of school has passed. In fact, our life is turning day by day. The second hand, the minute hand, the hour hand, and the phantom turn into a myriad of dense days, eventually gathering into a long river of time, becoming the huge era of our lives. And I, and us, are one of the most innocent parts of the game. "Little Times"
★, the world's hustle and bright, worldly happiness and happiness, like a clear stream, in the wind, in front of the eyes, passing by, the warmth is like a spring, I have no hope, I only want you to be happy, don't be sad. "Fantasy City"
★, meet, pull your hand, no matter where I am, I feel like running to heaven, do you believe it? "The Summer Solstice is not yet"
★, time is still, we are flying away. "Left hand reflection right hand years"
★, I hope people's love and hate will crown you "Little Times"
★, no one can be young forever, but always someone is young. "Little Times"
★, the heart is a warm and humid place, suitable for anything to grow. The Edge of Love and Pain
★, we are like needles on the surface, constantly turning, turning sideways, watching time hurried away, but powerless. "Little Times"
★ In fact, how long and cold the night is. Those rays, those sunrises, those morning fogs, will come on time. "Sadness flows like river"
★, we are crazy about the warmth of the words, just like the peacocks are obsessed with their own feathers, the moths are obsessed with the burning flame, the daffodils are obsessed with the clear reflection, and the meteors are obsessed with the fall of the moment. We live on words and use words to warm up. If we don't have words in one day, then we will die completely. The Edge of Love and Pain
★, we smiled and said; we stayed in the original place of time, in fact, has been silently swept away by the torrent. "Little Times"
★, is the essence of youth is loneliness, or loneliness filled the whole youth. "Little Times"
★, sorrow is just to pull the dagger inserted in the heart to show it to others, but also to splash others blood. "May the wind to cut the dust"
★, I don't know what is young and frivolous, I only know what the winner is. "Little Times"
★ While still studying, there are countless coordinates for us to refer to the passage of time. Every day, there is a curriculum reminding us that every day in our life is divided into a segment every 45 minutes, and then composed of different semester, different In the school year, we have different grades, winter vacations, spring vacations, etc., to remind us of the passing of time. But after graduation, it seems that every day is exactly the same as the past day, but it seems to be different from any previous day. "Little Times 3"
★, you will never see the way I am most lonely, because only when you are not with me, I am the most lonely. The Edge of Love and Pain
★, time goes down the back of the traces of the autumn, the tide surges, the so-called youth is submerged a centimeter. "The Summer Solstice is not yet"
★, the splendid clouds in the distance are more intense, and the psychedelic light and shadows make the whole street red, as if God had knocked a huge red dye on the street.
There were some white daisies laid by passers-by on the roadside, and the tiny petals were blown by the autumn wind and paved. "Little Age 3 The Golden Age"
★, those I buried in the deepest, those of my minimal protection to connect you and my medium. It disappears continuously and eternally. "Sadness flows like river"
★, we can often remember the loneliness and pain in growth, but can't remember the simple happy little happiness in the transparent time of childhood. Perhaps as people say, people often remember pain, because pain is deeper than happiness. The Edge of Love and Pain
★ When youth turns into old photos, when old photos become memories, when we finally stand at the fork of the fork, loneliness, disappointment, embarrassment, cruelty, God opens the window, called the gate of growth. "Little Times"