12.00. No reasons, at all, to be taking this reprieve, brief it may be. At the current standards? Passes? Oh, the irony. Profound losses, unexplained and painful. Setbacks, one after another. Achievements, meager, insignificant. What flows, is it sweat, or tear? Pain, are they superficial, skin deep impressions, or deep, emotional scars? Mindless self routines, of what origin, of what objective?
天, 渐渐的,变得好冷; 风,也不知不觉中,刮了起来;
深夜了,回声变得,好大, 好大..
好累. 但不能停歇,只能坚持下去; 必需,一定要.
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