The end of summer, listening to a grand banquet

Iamlisteningtoaquiettune，asifIhavedreamedadream。Inthedream，therealityisdeteriorativeandthememoryisblank。

Iramblewiththemusicon，goingthroughthisclearseason，andgoingpastthedustallalongtheroad。Inthehollowness，Ihearthecollisionbetweenheartandheart，blinkingdazzingly，brighterthanthesunshine。

Istandinthebalconywithablower，seeingthegraynewwall。Therefractedsunshineshinesonmewithauniformlybutdysphoriabreath。Myfingerdrawsomemusicalnotesfilledwithmiss，waitingquietlytofermentintheair。

Theblackinktracehasn’tdriedonapieceofwhitepaper。Thatisthesimplebutfirmedfaith。Inthepaintingdragonfliesleanclosetoeachother，describingtheeternityandmakingbeautifulfairytale。Twoclassicalmelodiestwinebetweenthetimeanddistance。

Theflowersareblossomingardentlyinsummer。

Isitunderthesunshinereadingthelegendstoriesandimaginesacredlyabouttheangelsdiedforlove。Beyondthedistanceisafieldofpurplegrass，connectingwiththebluesky。Thesuperposedcolorsareinharmonywithoutthemixtureofhue。TheskyisasblueasabluecrystalwhichIlikeverymuch。

Thestoriesandtranquilityinsummeraregonewiththewind，hovering，andflying，twiningandstretching。

Whenitrains，mygloomysightgazesthedimskythroughthewatercurtain。Thesmileundertheumbrellaisthewarmthwhichcanbegrasped。Waterballsdropfromthesoakedclothes，leavingthesweetnessalongtheentireroad……

Thememoryinsummerwaveshandswithmeinthebrightness。Thelongdistancecannotforminalineforit’stheskyline。Willmyheartkeepplacidafterapassivesummer？

Thereisnomagnificentstagebutamuddydawn。Ihavenochancetoscrawlthepartingsceneryonapieceofwhitepaper。

Mytemperatureistherotationofsummer。

Thattuneisthefreedomfromcarelenttomebyanangelcomingfromtheparadisewhocircledafarfelofblueparadiseforme。

Theendofeternityisblankerthanblankness。It’sbettertobreakitandburythesadness。

Everythingwillcomebacktotranquil。Everythingwillstartagain。Everythingwillbecomeanoldstory。

Pleaselistenquietly。Andlettodaybecomeforever，drunkanddreamlike。