Chapter 3 ◎Moonlit night

(one) Countless drops of water dripping on the sea Surrounded by countless waves—calling seagulls Countless meetings, you only pay attention to this one Bring your melancholy, fly here! (two) A small golden lamp in the night sky I always like to imagine you as the face of my lover I caress you—the cold hands of the night Gently smell the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus in your hand (three) please don't shed your tears This yarn has been washed bright enough enough to open your dreams Listen to you play a song: Moonlight (Four) The stones on the shore are as silent as the ocean

when it is drowned by night Overwhelmed by the white smile of the waves seagull - where your wings touch please take my dream