We struggle all the way, not to change the world, but to prevent the world from changing us.
＿"The Melting Pot"
The world is noisy and noisy, but I can't hear a sound.
I couldn't express the pain and sorrow in my heart.
Only my family is the only light in my dark life. This warmth that only belongs to me has now burned my hands and broken my heart.
My father, mother and brother, the people I love so deeply, personally sent me to that hopeless place of eternal damnation.