I am a shell. Wearing a blue-purple gauze that has never been seen in the world.
My destiny lies in the water. Because, I am just an insignificant shell on the seashore, occasionally resting on the sandy shore, facing the daily wind and sunshine boringly, but I always carry his favorite smile, waiting for the day he arrives, but I miss him too much, and the endless tears always like to streak across my bloodless cheeks.
I hope that if the sea is happy, he will send the tide to take me back to his arms. How happy! But he never felt happy. So, all I could do was to fail my hope year after year, season after season, and count all my long hairs, but I couldn't count how long I waited for him, until my life was exhausted, but I couldn't find a place to settle down. Not sad, I firmly believe that one day, someone will be willing to pick me up and warm my cold heart with love.