Poetry without love in life

At that moment, I really felt that there was no love in life.

At that moment, I really felt that there was no love in life.

I don't know why it gives me hope.

This ambiguity fills me with fantasy.

Just like I am looking forward to flowers.

Come and tell me in winter

That's just my wishful thinking

When you fall asleep during the day.

The night is lonely.

I'm starting to miss it.

Chang 'an riverside

Midnight moon shadow

However, everything is not romantic.

Just because we are more lonely.

From then on, I no longer sigh.

When the flowers bloom

Everything will be in the past.

Excuse me! I really don't know who the author is!