The street light in front of the house is on
Looking out the empty long street
One by one, the figures walking closer and away
Listen to the footsteps carefully
Who is it, the most brisk melody
The floor lamp by the sofa is on
With a reclining body
A gloomy sea of moonlight
Flood all the mess during the day
Hold a paper boat and slide towards the moon shadow in the heart of the wave
The lamp beside the vanity mirror is on
Before going to bed, wash away the dust
Vaguely see
Someone once combed your hair front of the mirror
And the sudden joy emerging
The stars in the night sky are bright
Are you on your way back yet
2021.02.22
Feb 23, 2021
Feb 23, 2021 at 1:35 PM UTC
The street light in front of the house is on
Looking out the empty long street
One by one, the figures walking closer and away
Listen to the footsteps carefully
Who is it, the most brisk melody
The floor lamp by the sofa is on
With a reclining body
A gloomy sea of moonlight
Flood all the mess during the day
Hold a paper boat and slide towards the moon shadow in the heart of the wave
The lamp beside the vanity mirror is on
Before going to bed, wash away the dust
Vaguely see
Someone once combed your hair front of the mirror
And the sudden joy emerging
The stars in the night sky are bright
Are you on your way back yet
2021.02.22
