Love into a soft finger

September

Country roads are laid out casually

I will never forget the memories and memories.

Who is still licking her heartache in front of the window?

Ginkgo leaves

a night full of memories of vicissitudes

Old old city wall outside

Long encircling the shape of the future

Please

Gently pull up

Sunshine arm

Walking on the fields

Sparse weeds

let me

Back to the battlefield of young dreams

Laughing and spelling a hope with love

Please

Keep walking

Forget that back

Low seagull

Forgotten travel

let me

a small white bag on the back

Look at the little daisies bloom

walk

I am standing in the cool wind

Self in the sun

Goose is already the old year scenery

Real and confusing

September

Please let me

Please let me

walk

"Memory is a burst of flowers

We say that no one can forget

Watching the sun in the night

Sad but pretending to be strong"

Your love has become a soft touch

I love it all in my heart.

Heaven and earth are weaving tenderness

Closed seams

Your love has become a soft touch

All the helplessness in my heart

The sky is painted with gratitude

Slowly depicting sincerity

Your love has become a soft touch

Sweet in my heart

Shallow crying