sorrow

Everything is illusory, and life is like a dream. I am cherished by the coldness of the world, the smell of life, and the sorrow of my life.

--Inscription

The sinful soul, carrying the battlefield of the smoke, the tranquility of the earth is no longer peaceful. People have become so confused, our prayers, life is so small, nowhere to escape, suffering from thoughts. In the bloody battle of red, I wake up from my dreams. In my dreams, everyone is cold and bloodless, and becomes as terrible as a lost soul. This turned out to be a dream, looking out the window, black and dark, cold moonlight hit me on the soul that did not keep the house, I fell into deep thought.

In today's world, the weak meat is strong, killing each other and being horrible. I stood at the corner of Kushiro and saw that there was darkness in front of him. The temperament and indifference to everything came to my eyes. "***, have dinner!" Mom broke my thoughts in a sentence, we still used to eat. ? That is not a meal, we should be lonely, it should be sin.

Remember the American black boy Martin in recent days? He is a tragedy and caused an uproar in the United States. In just a few dozen minutes, he had a naive and cute ignorant boy who became a bloody gun under the gun, and even the people who paid for it did not. Is this just not responsible, no, but because of ancient times Black people have been discriminated against so far. Should they be treated unfairly because of their different skin colors? Confucius said: Five days and three provinces. Everyone should know that everyone in the world is equal, and everyone should know why they can't do it. It’s true that the sky is not falling, and people are falling. The darker the sky, it seems that a dark cloud flew over and slowly flew to the moon.

It is said that life is a play, because there is a reason to get together. However, some people do not ignore everything and do not cherish it. I don’t know how many lonely old people have fallen on the ground, but they ran on the legs. Such people will only be morally condemned, maybe too light, and they will be ignored. I think morality is like a human face. People cannot be without face, nature. It is impossible to ignore morality. This problem has not been better handled, so people become heartless and the human world is in chaos. The dark clouds are more dense, and the moon will be swallowed up.

There are more and more human beings, and there are fewer and fewer territories. For their own sake, they have to make a big move. Finally, the dark clouds swallowed the moon.

This is a tragedy, and we will be a tragedy of our own future. What kind of bitter melon is planted, how can it be sweet? What we have to do is only sorrowful!

All the endings have been written

All the tears have also started.

I suddenly forgot how it started.

In that ancient summer that is no longer coming back

No matter how I go to pursue

Young you are just like a cloud

And your smiling face is extremely shallow

Gradually hidden in the group after sunset

Destiny is extremely poorly bound

With tears, I read it again.

Have to admit

Life is a book that is too hasty

--postscript

The third day: dream back to the millennium