I'm crazy, but I love this world.
We once saw some people ignoring their middle-parted bangs and flowing hairstyles, facing the wind, baring their teeth and claws, rolling and crawling towards the place called the distance. So we laughed loudly, holding our stomachs and laughing until we reached the ground. We still had to roll twice before continuing to laugh, and then asked loudly: Hey, idiot, where are you going?
But one day, we will look up at the blazing little sun at noon, muttering to ourselves, "The moon is so round today," and then grab a few sweet potatoes from fellow villagers, put them in our arms and run away, yelling like madmen, like fools, all the way to where we want to go. I just want to go far away with those idiots, bite me!
I'm crazy, but I love this world! ! !