一句起,两句落.
我找不回当初的那种热忱,再写下去.
its so enchanted but unreal,
where is the compass of being?
trying to get through this transitional moment.
not down yet not exult nor euphoric.
though,
some lines are emblazoned on the memory.
lines,not epistle.
anyways,happy birthday dear brother(:
2 comments:
总有一天你能够找回的
tag by me leX)
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