Li Li The candle’s flame is weak, like tears drying up. There is a fence between God and me For me, the red or white robes is only a fig leaf For God, it is hierarchical courage, loyalty and discipline. The animals based on marbles and lights from orange windows Have more expressions and colors Than those walking in the lobby With bitterness and confusion on their cheeks seemingly. Basement had been occupied by the ghost, the door to upstairs was locked. The key had been thrown in the ancient “Notre Dame de Paris” by Hugo We can only wander and wander in the world, the bellman who was ugly and deaf, embracing the kindness and escape, jumped down from the rooftop. Till many years later, wickedness Fell down from the holy heights then The mercy and kind bell is still hanging highly above humanity. There is a gap from reality, this is often used as excuse. If knock the bell, you need to take your soul to be stairs. |