I would like to draw beautiful curves

An unforgettable spiritual suffering

So, sth

I try to treat themselves as a piece of charcoal

Burning sick bug

Do not choose to betray sth

I would like to draw beautiful curves

Every arts are based on my every effort

In the vast sky that lift the wings of Eagles

I figure

Under the dark cloud of the low voltage

In the cold wind roared hills

Have a show with impressive grace