Other side of the city

In that year, the encounter on the campus, in the next three years, every time I could see a familiar figure and a face smiling at me from a distance among the crowd who swarmed after class, each time I passed by with a smile. The library, the location, and the direction, you and a

Lonely thinker of ougan

I was in a terrible mood yesterday. What was it? I can’t say it clearly. Anyway, there was a kind of helpless sorrow suddenly born in the loneliness without emotion, and then the endless tears seemed to be like the stream winding and covered with plain appearance. Staring at the White Clouds outside the window