I am the other person who lost my life.
Lin Qiquan
Time has been torn apart for many years
Now pick it up and put it together.
24 hours a day
Arranged into fifty-four autumn and winter
I have edited the pictures of youth again and again.
Put the picture that is supposed to be the sun
With shadows in the dark.
When countless cries turn into yellow leaves on the ground
The autumn wind is dancing the answer I ask for
Restless and restless is slowly leaving.
The soul was put back into the withered body for a moment.
Many thoughts suddenly turn to a bloody sunset
I've never been so conscious.
After seeing the scenery, I finally stopped expressing myself.
I am the other person who lost my life.
Constantly rub shoulders with perfection in the lost time
I didn't finish my life until I had nothing.