I spent ten years of loneliness waiting for you, just to fulfill that immortal promise.
Sister, why is your love so heavy and forbearing? Is it because we are not calm enough? Is it just because we are all beggars under that hut?
I saw your figure. On countless dark nights, among the erratic ghosts, there was a faint smile on your face that was eaten away. You said, Xiaomi, sister loves you!
I know that if I stop writing, I will sleep peacefully.
(He is stubborn, negative, but strong; he longs for freedom and happiness, but is cynical; he is sad but has a warm beauty; he is so unruly, so he resolutely chose death and a love that passed away quietly.)