07 février 2012
That night, I always expect to walk into the static, I fell in love with this black,
Rather, I black afraid of loneliness, cold color of black is not my favorite, but sth
Perhaps, flourishing a couple of static, is the most suitable habitat of my weary heart,
Perhaps is the static host I've been wandering soul is what is the color of cold-warm me,
The static has been take care of me.
Looking up at the stars, each star in his own light, I found one of the brightest,
Where is the brightest star?
I found, a shooting star across the sky sth
Legendary Star passed, will make a wish come true,