Beryllium Qingfeng kneading the lake
Lake Rousui the stars
Black darkness of the wings
I have my black eye
Li Chou drink a cup of
Will become lonely landscape
Miss cocoon has been broken into butterflies
Thoughts is a cocoon into the pupa
Doing more and more distant
The dream is just a rush
From a more recent
Is the dawn of a Zhanzhao dew