Evening Taiwan. Twilight shrouded the city mountains and everything around with mystery
Only the one who goes his own way will never be overtaken by anyone
In summer, everything blooms and smells, life boils and everything breathes and hears the sky, mountains, lake, trees praise the creator
Peaches are an analogy of life, it can be colored and bright, or it can be black and white. The brush is in your hands
You look in the mirror, but apart from yourself you will see the city because it is me
The girl's look says that the motorcycle will obey her
Here's a little more and the race of the red Porsche will begin