Autumn Heart

Autumn Heart

On Saturday, on a boring night, I knocked the keyboard on the screen alone, and finished the emotions in my heart into fragrant words. Alone for a while, let the melody from the radio play a desolate mood with the waving of fingertips. It is said that it is autumn in the north now, and

Far away, near the end of the world

The window in the small room was a little big, and the breeze could blow up the curtains, but I was still suffocated and sweated. The street below is crowded with people. Those long-time songs are played in the shops to their heart’s content. It sounds very pleasant to hear. Because of the ancient and