In life, tears will always fall quietly because of a song, because some memories want to be recorded in words, and because some people remind their inner pain, but they don't need comfort, pity or talk. When they are deeply sad, it will end, and the painful tears will dry up. Somehow, they will like the sadness flowing in this dark night. It's as quiet as air, no one snoops, no need to hide, no need to make public, they will hold their knees with their hands. Missing all over the sky, flying all over the sky, the truest sadness, a sad smile for you, the world of mortals ferrying, if the boat is near, Mo Yan's water will go away, late at night, the joy will be as light as the moonlight, cool thin's skirt, I'll spend the night alone in a lonely dream, drunk and cold, silent, and then my heart will be gently covered. Am I waiting for a beginning or an end? Or just the world of mortals, so drunk once, a little heartache, fingertip pain, heart beating. Smiling and dreaming, I searched in the words in this silent night. In this dark study, I fell silent with the thick and bitter coffee and the melody suitable for my mood. I was in the dark, thinking at night, finally tired and fell asleep quietly with tears in my eyes.