喝着孤独的酒,吹着自由的风,等一个没有归期的人,在余生里,做着只有自己的梦。
I drink lonely wine, blowing the wind of freedom, waiting for a person without a return, in the rest of my life doing only my dream.


I drink lonely wine, blowing the wind of freedom, waiting for a person without a return, in the rest of my life doing only my dream.






































