Unique scenery, resentment

This is the only way to truly understand this situation. The moon and the missing corner are the gardens, and the sad moonlight is scattered. The corner that it lacks always has a garden, but what about me? In an instant, the love for the month added another point. Looking for it is still fruitless. The starry sky is not beautiful, and you can't find the scene of the stars in the sky. There is only one star, hanging alone in the night sky, floating around, still can't find a place to stay. Drifting, is this me? The wind is not ruthless, even if it knows that it brings only a bitter chill. But it seems to know that I need to be more companionship. I know that I don't care about the bite of this burst. Below is the sound that the car has started and started. The people at work are busy, and do not seem to know that there is a lonely, pen-and-shoulder boy. I was shaking, smoking, and holding a pen. Suddenly, I couldn't find the right language to express the emotions in my heart. Suddenly I want to stop my body from running. This is really tired. Feelings? What is the concept of so-called feelings! The night, still the same, only deepened that dark black. The sound of the engine below, the sound of the screaming, the loading and unloading of the cargo, and the sound of the night are not static because of the depth of the night. In the faint, I feel that the decibel is strengthening. Indignation, anger, sadness, sorrow... Is this what I feel at this time? Why can't I find joy and happiness?

The third day: Yuan Han Zhen Tao [103005971