I stood up and stretched for the first time in a long time, then walked back to the study and picked up the poetry book. This is a collection of Haizi's poems. In the past, He Xiu also loved to read his poems in front of me. This thick collection of poems is a bit heavy to hold in your hand. I sat in front of the desk and opened the pages of the book, reading silently wherever I turned. One of the songs, "Diary," I even read silently several times and even made a sound. After reading a few poems, I found it boring to read alone, so I squinted my eyes and fell asleep. I slept until dusk and slept very well. After waking up, I threw down my book, moved a back chair and sat on the balcony, letting the afterglow of the setting sun shine on me. I was like a dying flower at the bottom of a cliff, stretching out my limbs and enjoying this wonderful and elusive dusk moment when the sunlight could only care about my body. In this last moment, I strongly felt my desire for life and the pain of the uncertainty of fate.
Intention: What I want to express, I just want to explain is only one truth. That is, love does not lead to death, but to salvation.