Fear of the night 黑夜恐惧症

Every rustle of the wind, every sway of the grass, can freeze me in the road. 每一个风吹草动,都可以把我凝固在路上。

Chaos reigns in every corner. Moonlight scatters, Leaving behind a stark darkness. The paths in London are too long. As I walk, I adjust to the time difference. Don’t ask me why. Every rustle of the wind, and every sway of the grass, Can freeze me in the road. 23 April 2024 in London

角落里尽是凌乱 月光散尽 留下的黑暗触目惊心 伦敦的小道太过漫长 我一边行走 一边调整着时差 别问我为什么 每一个风吹草动 都可以把我凝固在路上 2024年4月23日于伦敦