After accidentally hearing the theme song "It's a Coincidence" of "Love Rebellion in the Third World" outside the window, I suddenly returned to the eventful years when I lived in the vegetable farm on Fengtai Road in Hefei, but especially remembered that the power went out one night, and I was aimless, so I went out the window to watch the bustling crowd and the shining starry sky, so I took advantage of my feelings to write a "Love is Together".

- "Love is Together" -

The dark night is a hotbed of longing.

Under the starry sky, the crowd was shouting, and the hustle and bustle was like a dream.

When the end of the world meets the cape, it is destined to be a thousand-year-old dream.

If we say, it is fate for us to meet, know each other, and stay together.

So, tell me, where did that Casablanca go yesterday?

And a few days later, he wrote "The Man in the Lamplight".

- "The Man Is in the Lamplight" -

A word of missing, déjà vu, she met me, but I left a thousand times.

A slanted smile, smiling proudly in the rivers and lakes, forgetting the rivers and lakes, it is better to be in love with each other.

and later "Guhai Floating" & "A Tired Heart".

——"Gu Hai Floating Zero"——

An oar, a boat, bits and pieces.

A person, a sea, faintly floating.

The wind blew again, and the rain fell, but it was dark.

Holding the oars, alone, not seen, not dispersed.

The waves lap against the back, and the watch,

If you want to go home, you go home and miss her.

- "A Tired Heart" -

Quietly, a tired heart, like a leaf, falls, falls, and can't stay.

I saw it, I saw it, I floated, I fell, I floated, I was sad and old, but I was amazed by the wilderness.

Postscript: But in the years that followed, I wrote another "Sleepless Dream", in which the (dream sigh) section made me particularly sad - "Time didn't take me away, but you forgot to take me away." This sentence is a hypnotic language that mocks me, which makes my heart hurt faintly, and even tears unbearably. Time flies, as if with a flick of a finger, or a person walks to a deserted path, or follows the flow to a crowded road. Sometimes, I am alone, and sometimes, I think of the past, but it is like a world away. But now it is still the same feeling as it was at the beginning: "Gathering and scattering for years, just a stone's throw away." Opening your eyes, closing your eyes, changing, not changing, it's all a dream. Youth is like the most illusory dream, so it makes people easily weightless. However, now I am a little more tenacious than before: "Even if time smooths my edges and corners, it can't stop my longing heart." But this is far away, just because I am too cowardly and unmotivated. Has time changed me, or have I fallen too far? But in any case, I have to pay for it alone, but can I meet them again? Is it still possible?