Such a cold winter.
Feeling a gentle gust of wind on the road,
Can blow people to the distant horizon, fall to death!
Some people have already lost their blood,
Even the strength to stand up and continue fighting with the enemy, gone.
In this extremely cold winter.
The only desire is to hear the same voice,
It’s “spring and summer, come here, come quickly”.
Some people’s souls, lost in the winter in that plague,
And never come back again!
Can’t go back.
Perhaps, this is life and their respective destinies!
In a blink of an eye, i became that sad person;
You started the so-called “brand new” life.