Look at how vast the universe is,
So imagination has no boundaries,
We guard a star.
He is a dim star,
It cannot light up, only burn.
This is an imperfect life!
Gentleness and violence coexist,
Those who are bumped will eventually rush to,
Heading towards an eternal midsummer night's dream.
(I'm new to writing articles, so I'm still confused. I hope the cuties who read this article can comment, give some opinions, and encourage me. 3Q~)
Intention: gentleness and violence.