I am in a bad mood.

Morning bells and chimes ,from the serene heart and mind

Leads to the slight sensation of being moved

For so long, It seems like I don't know what tears are anymore

Original dream,falling down to the freedom and madness

Every second, Every minuet ,Every moment !

If pride has not been patted down callously by the billows of reality

How can we profoundly realize how painstaking it is for us to reach the target afar

Still singing as walking with a brisk pace

When the weigh of solitariness outstands in dismay

How craving you are for a warm and reliable shoulder from who understands

I feel exceedingly gleeful for our persistent mutual understanding all the way

Which goes through gales and circles with hearts tightly linking up

Grasp our original dream fast within hands

How can we sail back halfway on the way to our most desirable destination?

I am in a bad mood.

Reduced in rank, dignity, or esteem.

There are times when pride and dignity go by the board.

I am in a bad mood.

Original dream,falling down to the freedom and madness