When the whole world treats me as a joke, am I the only one still deceiving myself? I demand perfection. Is this wrong? I don't know, maybe, this is my sin, I bear it. Maybe, I am really an unqualified person? Maybe if I want less, I will be happier? But maybe there are too many, and it becomes unrealistic.
You said that the biggest regret in this life is that you can give me happiness, but you cannot be my happiness...
But you don't know, my life is just a dream that belongs to me or someone else, and you are what I can reach out and touch...
The most authentic,
most cherished,
The most regrettable,
dream.....
The peacock flew southeast and landed on my prosperous feast...
Wandering for five miles, I lost my color while wandering...