轻声低喃【夏哀】（Softly whisper [sad] summer）.doc

轻声低喃【夏哀】（Softly whisper [sad] summer） Leaves are wings that cannot fly Wings are leaves falling in the sky Heaven should not have been delusional I just forgot it How did you start flying? Loneliness is a carnival of a person Carnival is a group of people alone Love begins with company But I gradually forget How was someone company at that time? I eat alone, travel (everywhere) stop and go Also a person reads a book, writes a letter, own dialogue, talks Just wheres the heart gone? I cant even see myself I think Im not just losing you -- leaves 01 The fire was so big, it was really beautiful. Enough to destroy all those dark, black, astringent things. Also the confusion in my eyes. For a long time, for a long time, I came back, watching the Kudo, the fire reflected in his eyes, like a sign of victory. I softly whisper, goodbye. A voice sounded in my ear, like a perfect poisoned. Master, the deed is done. Yes, it should have been so long ago. No, Im not willing to close my eyes. My soul, after all, does not belong to me. Before too, The same is true later. 02 Miss, miss. What a sweet intonation. Memories really pull well, far away, like a kite lost the border, but forget, ah, there is a line, it can at any time, you will pull back to hell. A year ago, ah, a year ago, I thought I had passed, as a girl called Elizabeth. Stroking the golden curls of his shoulders, the one eyed boy came face to face, and the dark blue pupil was like the depths of the sea, inviting and sinking. Miss, master Charles has come to see you. The maid smiled and retreated. Elizabeth, today is your birthday. I heard it. He was trying to make his voice sound as soft as possible. What a contradiction. I smile in my heart. The raised face is flowery, yeah, I almost forgot. A long silence. He suddenly grabbed my wrist, cold tone, Who the hell are you?. 03 What do you think, Charles?. The corners of my mouth bend into sarcastic curves, and I think he must have hated me. Elizabeth, where is she?. I saw