Closed in an unknown corner, let the black swallow up the entire depressing space, let the air mercilessly suffocate. Retreat from the hypocritical and disgusting cloak in front of everyone. The miserable body covered in bruises and bleeding was immediately revealed. Loneliness and tranquility lick the helplessness and grievance all over the body.
Since life cannot be as gorgeous as summer flowers, let death be as quiet and beautiful as autumn leaves...
Haizi is immersed in his lonely journey.
Fangu lives in a crazy world of imagination.
Sanmao persistently writes pure and beautiful words of love in the deserted Sahara.
I graffitied moaning words in a desperate situation, feeling sad alone.
Whether, at this moment, there should be a beautiful requiem...
After that, return to the world that should be there and fight!