Glass Hourglass

Falling down with a splash, flashing through scenes like a revolving lantern. The glass hourglass engraved in my heart will not stop. Is it a farewell to an experience, a new greeting? Please hook up the corners of your mouth, open your hands and clasp them tightly, hug the tree, the air? Feel the rainbow, after all, it is a different sky, a different paragraph, a different glass hourglass This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.