and also a way leading to an export which ends in a nameless destination.

Once in a while, I looked upon the sky or into the crowd, I found nothing but myself, then I cried.

Frozen tears, uncontrollable shivering.I'm afraid of the endless darkness throughout the whole way.

once upon a time, a rude,vulgar and fancy figure just as a shining spotlight without order break into my eye

He wipes the frost and smiles as the sunflowers that even melting the black paint at all

When the moolight kissing again, I finally recall the name of the road I'm standing on.

The road named love

rude,vulgar and fancy...?

I'm euphemistical

alright