happy? It’s fleeting.

Life is a passer-by, and it is a matter of nothingness.

----Annie Baby

When happiness is left with memories, we are coming to an end.

I used to think that I could face all the gossips bravely and calmly, and I could pay without any scruples. It seems that I am still wrong.

I have to admit that I am a person who lives in memories. A secular person, like many people, likes the words of 晦涩, like a castle of his own.

I am waiting alone in my own city. I hope that like wings, I will fly in my own dreams and see the blue.

Your arrival, abrupt, without any signs.

I am delighted to open up for your arrival, Imagine that you will be like a beautiful landscape, dressing up with me only the blue lonely city.

It can be counterproductive, you leave, take my beauty, and leave with a decisive decision.

Leave me alone, oh, in the empty city.

I am sad.

happy? It’s always fleeting.