A woman in white with long hair fluttering.

Don't think I'm talking about ghosts. No.

It's a cold one. An arrogant woman.

For no reason, concise.

Seem to care nothing.

But love and hate too much, in fact, my heart has already been defeated.

This woman's temperament. Should be stubborn and brave. There is a seriousness of questioning. And naughty sneaking away.

Not a sophisticated person.

Refuse to communicate. I am afraid of any speech. Lonely and lonely.

Need Just a passerby who knows how to appreciate.

Her love. Need guidance and persuasion. Otherwise, they will lose themselves.

I can't see my palms. I can't see my pain. I can't see tomorrow.

Afraid of the sun. Eyes covered with hands.

Can't see the complete vision. There is only half hope or half the world.

The posture of turning back. Cold and sad.

She has a strong appearance. A soft and painful heart.

She has confused concerns. Ridiculous expectations. Always nervous.

Have a plenty of calm after a moment of flowers withered.

Calm after the dust falls. There is also a simple yearning.