A flying arrow into memory, but I can not fly to your side.
回忆变成一支会飞的弓箭，却怎么也飞不到你身边。
Like flying heart white yarn skirt or memory, In a quiet as the sounds of nature in the morning, do notneed someone opening, everything has already written achapter.
心里的白色纱裙还是记忆中飞扬的样子， 在一个寂静如天籁的清晨，不需要有人开口，一切早已谱写成章。
The pictures of pinhole photography show the flying time, the running life and just like the disorder dreams and the cracked memory.
针孔摄影的照片是飞驰的时光，流动的生活，就像散乱的梦和破碎的回忆。
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