To the past and the future

Three years will pass, leaving only a cool memory. Maybe, no. The most embarrassing thing is nothing but helplessness. The desolateness of this world has made us suffer too much. Oppress us. If you ask what is in this world? I will say that you are falling, and you will never leave. I admit that the people in all things are the smallest, but the mind is the most vast. More happiness is also filled with empty hearts. This feeling can only be understood. I am willing, will you? There are only two possibilities for the answer, yes or no. But I firmly believe that you will. Although the flowers are glamorous and beautiful, they lack a kind of dark fragrance, so that all the lost beauty can be exchanged. Let the residual flowers and willows quietly leave. Perhaps, leaving is not helpless, during this period mixed with many unknown sorrows and grief. There is no best, only better, only a belief in the heart, supporting all the dreams for realization, the seemingly illusory shadow, guiding us to the abyss of happiness, this happiness can not be believed, otherwise it will pay for everything. I want to insert a pair of wings and want to have an angel-like smile, always forgetting. Strolling by the sea, watching the ebb and flow, where is the depth of the sea? From the creation of heaven and earth. Asking me what makes me the happiest is fantasy. Fantasy is a happy thing for me, like fulfilling all dreams. Confused about my question so far, what color is my heart? I think, not fixed. On the eve of the 'end of the day', what questions are you thinking about? If I die. I don't know if we are born again or after a stormy person. In the days to come, there will be no companionship with you. I have to learn to grow up, no longer rely on others, but rely on myself. Believe in yourself, you can do it!

Third day: prison angel