Luzhou, a picturesque sunset

On the mountaintop in Luzhou, waiting for a sunset known to none Freedom is the shape of the wind, loneliness the city's reflection From dusk to nightfall Watching the lights across the shore flicker on, like a silent feast And I, merely watching from afar Traffic flows like a galaxy cascading, neon shattering into glimmers on the river In this moment, the world is loud, but my heart is quiet No one hurries me to leave, no one asks why I linger I just want to remember this moment's tenderness and solitude Some views are meant to be seen alone Have you, too, once waited like this for a city's lights to rise?