life

The moon is falling, the silence is full of everything around it: everything is so silent, the surrounding scenery is so lingering. "Last night, the west window withered trees, alone on the high-rise, looking at the end of the road." The night is quiet, leaning against the tall buildings. Standing by the rooftop, touching the straight stretch of the bridge, quietly leaning against the wooden pillars, staring at the bright source of the dark sky - the moon.

Slowly lowered his head and watched the car in the depths of the grass. The grass that I stepped on has already bowed my head weakly. It is the fragility of life that I feel, the helplessness of life, and I look up at the starry sky. I really don’t know where the universe is. Returning, now forgetting, how can I change back to the time I used to sneak away in my hands, I really feel lost. I don't know why, the heartbeat at this time seems to be particularly fast, and the surrounding is calm. The darkness is even more set off in my mood of being unable to calm down. Look at the dead branches on the farrows and grow the buds. Look at the stars in the sky in the night, and see the birds that have already homage slightly shivering in the nest. It seems that everything is the same. Full of life. Unconsciously, I went to the middle of the night and walked down the bridge, looking forward to the morning sun to illuminate the earth!

The second day of the Geng Geng Middle School in Jinan City, Shandong Province: Yi Yichen