As evening fell, a maiden stood at the edge of a wood. In her hands lay the reins of a stallion. And never I'd seen a girl as fair, heard a gentler voice anywhere. Whispered, alas, She belonged, belonged to another, another, forever. Yes, she belonged to the twilight and mist.
今天刚好唱了《老公看我和别人发的关系说说》 所谓“电影是造梦的艺术” “I'm a real personI have to choose real life”但最后发现不过是另一场梦罢了可最后她还是沉浸在所谓的梦中使之代替生活那些短暂的快乐真的存在过吗谁是梦谁又能分得清呢我们应该把更快乐的事称为梦还是生活呢