They are innocent of any fault, but if they are not accepted by the world, they will not be forgiven by the world. The tears in their eyes have never dissipated. Has anyone seen their joy and despair?
When they were young, some people wore a white shirt and died cleanly, with their initial longing for love in a field of white roses, leaving blood on the ground, which became the nightmare and despair of the lover.
When someone becomes an adult, he wears a suit and solemnly embarks on his return journey. A thousand feet of death is both a punishment and a punishment. When the world forces him to death as a young boy, he rushes towards the romance of the abyss without hesitation.
You don't know how desperate those who leave are and how miserable those who are left behind are. How many nights had he struggled to sit up in nightmares, with tears flooding his face, his breathing suffocating with memories, and thoughts devouring his heartbeat. When he regained consciousness, he once again thought that his boy was gone, but no one could tell him, what should he do?
The night is so deep, but no one sheds tears...
Intention: Let the world love them with more kindness.