I like for you to be still: it is as through you are absent  and you hear me from far away and my voice does not touch you It seems as through your eyes had flown away and it seems that a kiss had sealed your mouth  as all things are f

Blow-off vision of the rain, so that you are left with a brilliant rainbow. Shuttle time in my fingers, without any regrets, open stemmed bloom ripples. Blunt（钝的） rolling thick liquid eternal, but you and I, were dispersed in which peri

Indeed, for a living being there is no such thing as true silence, for silence itself is a revelation of the mind and the heart, an echo of the soul of a different form. Some people use silence as a disguise of the emptiness of the head.