AK刘彰坐在房间里，倚靠在沙发上。 雨点敲击在窗框上，室内的琴声表达着简单朴素的音符。城市日复一日重复着机械的和弦，穿行在其中的行人是破碎的鼓点，勉力支撑着表面繁华的都市生活。 笼子里的飞鸟思念着遥远的故乡，煎熬、挣扎，困顿的我们难以摆脱束缚。 社会时钟滴答滴答转动，他唱着大家的共鸣，把话留在了漂流瓶之中... 而你们最近过得还好吗？ AK Liu Zhang sat in his room, leaning against the sofa. The rain pounded on the window frame, and the piano in the room expressed the simple and plain note. The city repeats a mechanical chord day in and day out, and the pedestrians walking through it are the broken drumbeats that barely support the superficial prosperity of urban life. The bird in the cage misses its distant hometown, suffering and struggling, and it is difficult for us to get out of our bondage. The social clock ticks and turns, and he sings the resonance of all of us and leaves the message in a bottle, so... How have you all been doing lately?