The Day I Got Home Late

Some day has already gone,

Some people did just drift away,

But even the festival past,

We can always keep the memory

as it in the front of you,

Because something right there

was tasted as usual.

Night always be my favorite.

I would like to find out

disappeared road of life,

But the light becomes gloomy.

I do not dare to face any sorrow，

Believe

could be my unique direction.