That glance has passed several autumns.
I step on quiet border.
My feet spiral the snowy plateau.
Travel through wilderness, vague illusions.
I am fearless to wish going further.
Follow years to chase next page.
Walk out the circle you drew. Even dispirited world is beautiful.
There is no limit of arrogant ages.
I have never seen that glittering moon.
That night is extremely gorgeous.
I seem to have seen the eye of land.
Look back that glance in that year.
I am fearless to wish going further.
Follow years to chase next page.
Walk out the circle you drew. Even dispirited world is beautiful.
There is no limit of arrogant ages.
I am fearless to wish going further.
Follow years to chase next page.
Walk out the circle you drew. Even dispirited world is beautiful.
There is no limit of arrogant ages.