I have always been thinking about a question, what would my life be like if I had not met him? Will I always be in hatred? But when I calm down and think about it, the environment I live in is originally one of the jungle. Either you die or I die. Today you kill me, tomorrow my descendants will kill you, your descendants will come to kill my descendants... When will this endless battle end?
So I don't blame anyone, really!
Although I have nothing left... But at least I once had such unforgettable friendship... And love...
You should be content now
People are just too greedy
Talent
Will
perish...
Are you comfortable listening to the sound of the sea? It's hard to say whether it's comfortable or not. I also find it strange why some people say that it feels comfortable to listen to the sound of the sea and look at the sea. I really don't feel anything. I just feel that this boundless sea is a good place to commit suicide...
The waves hit my bare feet
Cold!
How colder is my heart now than the sea water in winter? How do I know? Do you want me to dig out my heart and measure how cold it is and how cold the sea water is?
Even an idiot wouldn't do it
Will they blame me if I let the sea become a murderous tool?