作词 : 菘菘历险记 作曲 : 菘菘历险记 编曲 : 菘菘历险记 One small mote is floating in the wind, clinging to fragrance in the flower sea. Resting on the nose, drowned in the tear, it's laden by sadness; It takes a shoe ride, wondering on the streets, bathed in the sunshine. Blown up and flicked off; breathed into and exhaled; No meaning; no matter where to float; nothing in mind. It has kept looking around in the darkness for a time; sometimes it glitters with the diamonds. Life of a mote in such a world is just like this.编辑于2023/09/02更新