Crimson, fiery red eyes loaded with countless anger, so bright and cold, even the red moon will shed bleak tears of blood;
Dark blue condenses endless loneliness and frost pride, and the empty inverted cross dances wildly in the eternal darkness;
Crimson and dark blue blended into sad purple-red, weaving a broken melody, like a withered rose, falling crazily in the dust and rain of the troubled world, and disappearing in the sad time and space...
Reader comments
Human nature is indeed the most capricious in the world. However, one's choice cannot be said to be wrong. It can only be said that when faced with the conflict between the lives of relatives and friends and the moral justice, people can only follow their instincts and choose the lives of relatives, friends and clan to be safe. There is nothing wrong with this. The mistake is that in this case, one should not claim to be a saint and morally responsible. It is really difficult to escape the name of hypocrisy.
Human nature is indeed the most capricious in the world. However, one's choice cannot be said to be wrong. It can only be said that when faced with the conflict between the lives of relatives and friends and the moral justice, people can only follow their instincts and choose the lives of relatives, friends and clan to be safe. There is nothing wrong with this. The mistake is that in this case, one should not claim to be a saint and morally responsible. It is really difficult to escape the name of hypocrisy.