Ten as illustrated,
The oil is dry.
I am like the leaves that are about to fall,
The mailbox is an old man dying in a hospital bed.
Waiting for the last,
Looking forward to Saturday.
But the first light,
I didn't wait.
Or that little redemption is too small,
Can't bring me back to life.
But even if you die,
I won't have much regret.
In the past days,
I've been saved enough.,
I'm lucky, too.
The rescue didn't arrive,
Then he must have gone somewhere else.
I hope the people there live well,
Feel the beauty of life!
Salvation,
In fact, it has already arrived.
Man has died,
Eternal life of the soul.
One can die without fear,
People who want others to be saved,
He was really saved,
He will be sent to heaven by God.
kick in,
But live forever.