The player happened to play Daydream's piano music. The very past burst to my mind.When I was in uni, I hated accounting as my major. At that time I skipped classes to stay in the dorm to draw. With music, I kept drawing different portraits one after another, sometimes with tears dropping. My heart continued to be sensitive. Drawing was the way to let my sentiments out. It was my way to heal. I couldn't help looking back at some old drawings drawn at that time, about 5-6 years ago.
Once there was a girl,
You've no ideas what she'd been through
You don't know she was such something blue
a bird singing gloomy songs
The first time her wings broke
she realised she actually had them in two
The first time her heart broke
she believed her feelings were so true
that others could hurt but could never deprive
From then on, she started the long trip seeking home
Rather suffered than numb
--- Robin
listening to
Dreaming
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