In the dead of night silent looked up at the misty sky

Personnel in the real world is not up to you to decide, do you wish for things will not happen, expect people will never be a protagonist.

In the dead of night, silent, looked up at the misty sky, only the Moon hangs in the sky.

Just want to burst a hot look at this time, only heaven and Earth to drink.

Longing soul melancholy and ignore in this quiet one silences late at night.

Really ridiculous, do I crazy? I was to tailor-make total body strength to cry of indulgence, voice filled with echoes in Cangzhou there was no one around.

Echo soon faded, leaving only the lonely backs, so sad, so boring, boring breathless.

Let their buried heart pain, pretending to a detached natural gesture.