Today, it was raining heavily outside the window, and I was lying in this narrow space. Confused thoughts, in the face of life, I have no luxury. Everything seemed dim and meaningless. Where I didn't go, I don't know where to go. The imagination of youth has turned into a wisp of smoke with the years. All the voices in the world are like the sword that urges you to die, embedded in my weak soul. It seems that the soul has left its body and gone to the universe, or found your trace there. But everything is nothing and empty. Your departure, as if the world has become empty, empty infiltration of people's heart and lungs. I have no strength to make the world, like a zombie walking aimlessly in the world without a goal. So I tell you every day. There is a kind of power that makes me walk towards you one by one, an empty world, perhaps that is heaven! It's really naive to expect your companions to take care of you, but as a result, you are taken care of to heaven. 点赞 评论