Songs of the time

Daylight, Night ShadowLove Love Love MayaYou I Am A MigrantAll the thingsof this world are changing and transient. Seasons come,

What is not rightis the oppositeof what is right, it is the right wrong inthe considerationof wrong intelligence. Not everyone

Honesty is a valuehonesty should notbe arrangedin the color of truth by knowing the stupidity of thefool to selllong-lastingexpensivehonesty. The

People will sayif you are white or black, people will say if you talkwrong or good. Some people have nowork

Tree Whatname is your name, whatis the fruit tree, Iam the result of which my identityisthe identity of the tree,

In the wait,the time goes, thedesires are all inimperfection. Years andyears go by,the lamp oflife pours oil,the heart sings the