Don't You Know Yet? It Is Your

Every Fragile Beauty, Every Perfect Forgotten Sentence, You Grieve Their Going Away, But That Is Not How It Is. Where They Come From Never Goes Dry. It Is An Always Flowing Spring.

In Fact, I Am Aware Of The Fake Entities In My Life. I Know That I Can Clear Them If I Wanted To In A Moment. But All This Hollowness Needs My Sincerity.

Criticism Polishes My Mirror.

We Are All Bathed In The Same Light.

If Destiny Comes To Help You, Love Will Come To Meet You. A Life Without Love Isn't A Life