creeks under the tree
children flying in the sky
sunrise on my side
tranquil sun setting
a warm yellow lamppost glides
whilst watching the rail
too unique to coze
too intimate to ignore
to stay or to leave.
creeks under the tree
children flying in the sky
sunrise on my side
tranquil sun setting
a warm yellow lamppost glides
whilst watching the rail
too unique to coze
too intimate to ignore
to stay or to leave.
我有点没读懂,为什么children flying in the sky
哈哈 他们在荡秋千