Did you know? There is a kind of bird in the world called the thorn bird. She spent her whole life looking for the thorn that gave her a fatal blow, and then went up to it singing, singing, and died happily. I know. Because you are the thorn bird.
A long time later, I thought of these words again. Later, I thought about it and felt that maybe everything was destined. I escaped from my oath and did not become that thorn bird. However, my thorns stood there by themselves. I don't know if it's my fault that I tried my best to get close to her but now I'm causing her such pain. Maybe I'm the most selfish. Unfortunately, I can't look back.
---Liu Ke