Chapter 7 [or so-called spring]

[or so-called spring] Or the so-called spring is just over the phone booth There are some silly memories on the side of Xiamen Street Airmail starts there the eyes endure from there postmark postmark postmark blows of various words or the so-called spring In the end it was just like this some hurt memories some lust and dust Or the so-called spring is just a crisp specimen a bookmark was once a narcissus or a butterfly