When a Butterfly Cannot Fly Across the Sea

Just making up love behind closed doors. In fact, I was stimulated by ane's works, and I felt that with my intelligence, I would only have a dark future in real life. Just fantasize about the beauty and vent your inferiority complex. The title has nothing to do with the content, it's just the music I'm listening to—I'm just going to pick it up. It's just watering down, I don't want to take it seriously. ----Thank you for visiting, please tell me if you have anything to say. P. S. The more I write, the more wordy I feel. When I look back at the first chapter, it seems I have strayed too far. Is it because I was too invested in editing that it wouldn't be satisfying if I didn't write out every detail? Alas, no wonder the article has to be revised over and over again, three times, five times and ninety times. I'm lazy, so I'll finish editing it first, and then I'll do something drastic later when I'm in the mood. Thank you for your messages, they encourage me a lot. Ps: Some thoughts I once wrote: In July, according to my opinion, there is really no such thing as happiness or unhappiness. How can a person still have a heart after experiencing birth, old age, illness and death so many times? In her eyes, ordinary people's emotions are just like looking at a fallen leaf. Everything was just calm and ordinary to her. Seeing too clearly, where is the fun. No passion, no pain. Maybe there will be, but I'm afraid it will only be a small moment of emotion. Her love, how can it be love. It's just a little bit of closeness in the world of mortals, relying on it to kill pity. Without it, we can still live comfortably. I want to write this feeling, but I really don't have enough skill. Please everyone smile. In fact, for more than twenty days, I have been making up whatever I want, and I have no imagination. Some plots have no significant effect on the text. There are also some of my feelings at that time in it. Looking through it now, I can't help but laugh. Let's leave it as it is for now, because I just finished it, I'm not calm enough, and I'm a little annoyed. Several endings are indeed very depressing, which is still related to the current state of mind. (So ​​it still takes time to calm down). However, I personally prefer to use Chapter 15 as the ending after the story has been told to save trouble. I really want to have some sunshine, but I really have no inspiration at the moment. That's it for this month. Thank you all for your applause and suggestions. May you have a wonderful summer and happiness! ---- HAPPY---TRACY CHAPMAN Should be happy to be loved Happy to be Unburdened by the thought I could still be lonely I think you're the one Everyone agrees But some can see the face of love And turn away in disbelief Every time we get close I just run And the wind on my face Last rays of the sun Shine on my skin My heart slow me down Is all that I can feel All that I can feel All that I can feel All that I can feel Should be happy to be loved Happy to be With someone who knows And understands me I think you're the one Everyone agrees But some can touch the hand of love And pull away in disbelief Every time we get close/… … All that I can feel Should be happy to be loved Happy to be Possessed by nothing but A heart that's chosen freely I think you're the one Everyone agrees But someone can feel the grace of love And walk away in disbelief Every time we get close I just run … should be happy to be loved happy to be Intention: