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When the cicada falls, the rain turns into light ink to render the twilight.
Infiltrated with footprints and ruts
Laughter and floating water vapor saturation
Blurred by the city outside the window
Playing an old guitar and humming a song in four beats.
In the echo, a person appears quite leisurely.
Waiting for the temperature of cool rain will neutralize anxiety and dryness.
Looking for the twists and turns of the wind
I'm still in a rainy and moldy place that nobody cares about.
Singing a song without an audience in the rain.
The crowd still dispersed aimlessly to the destination.
Busy doing nothing to continue.
Waiting for someone to tap my heart gently.
Even you just stopped for a while and left.
I thought maybe someone would meet me at the next intersection.
Even a short-lived miracle.
The summer night sky appears in distant memories.
Bright fireworks in full bloom hold the stars
Give the gentlest before disappearing.
Like those vague figures leaving.
Bound like a confused fish in a city pool.
Or suffocate or sob in the foam.
Drag the tired body to the bottom of the cold pool
Watching the color fade
I'm still in a rainy and moldy place that nobody cares about.
Singing a song without an audience in the rain.
The crowd still dispersed aimlessly to the destination.
Busy doing nothing to continue.
Waiting for someone to tap my heart gently.
Even you just stopped for a while and left.
I thought maybe someone would meet me at the next intersection.
Even a short-lived miracle.
Extreme night and eternal day
Parting and gathering
Pulse and respiration
Looking for meaning
I'm still in a rainy and moldy place that nobody cares about.
Singing songs that can't be sold to the rain
Floating people are also struggling and persisting.
Follow your dreams and continue.
Please don't let me crawl alone in the rainstorm at the end of the world.
Sing a song to witness the end of the rain.
People finally ended their search for blandness and stopped.
Crying for a miracle
Pull out the broken and rusty chords with these hands.
Hidden in the dripping rain, silent.
Will you respond to my heart sound at the end of the song?
Hold your trembling hand.
Welcome everyone's ending.