kite

Kite in hand

Dancing with a weak body

Quietly bloom on a thin line

Disdain it

At the end of the line

I smiled bitterly

Waving hand cold scissors

After the "click"

Line and kite

kite

Falling down weakly

line

Helplessly broke open

The weak body was destroyed in my hands.

life

So fragile

look back

Those worlds that have been dusted by time

Still sporadically scattered with some blue green

Evanescent life

As if returning to the sun-filled branches

End of the line

Tightly tied to the beauty of a kite

End of friendship

Does it still have such beauty?

line

Left the kite

Resentfully fell to the earth

Just like the friendship that is slowly disappearing

No pain

No regrets

All that remains is the leaves that have been forgotten by the autumn wind.

Footsteps of time

Trying to grab the tail of friendship

however

But it’s bleak

Strive to break the tight hands

Finger room

Watery years

Slipping slowly

Then tears?

I can't know either.

I saw

It slowly spreads under the shade of the setting sun.

line

broken

kite

Gradually drifting away from the wind

friendship

I am leaving in the autumn season when the autumn winds are falling.

In my heart