Paper boat follow-up

Believe it or not

When I am awake

I often think, I am the same as most people.

Same start and end

Have the same experience or the same experience

When your mother gives birth to you in a variety of complex moods

I am also being folded by people who are worried about it.

Growing from a piece of paper into a ship

When you are happy

I am also being held by my master in the palm of my hand.

When you are sad

I was forgotten in a dark corner

When you encounter setbacks

I am being stunned by the wind.

When you are free

I am listening to the birds whispering, screaming at the trickle, down the wind

To be honest, don’t believe it.

Don't think that I am just a boat.

I am like you

Are created someday

It will disappear one day.

Forgotten...

Maybe, you will ask,

Why do I think of this when I am awake?

it's actually really easy

Because I am only awake when I am quiet and lonely.

And other than that

Who can count on me when I am suffering from the wind?

Or when you enjoy the birds and flowers

Can you still maintain a heart of thinking?

As you said: Manbecomeexcellentbecauseofloneliness.

Loneliness makes people think

Loneliness makes people excellent

I am also doing this

Even if I am just a boat

a boat without feet

But eager to have a pair of wings

First day: Cai Ziwei