A jump from the top of the building, an oxygen tank torn off, an untraceable time, all bayonets immediately die in your eyes.
How can I keep you? There is no answer. You stand in the direction of the wind, but the wind and snow are too strong. What is abandoned is the future that everyone is longing for.
Therefore, his life was covered with dust and he died in a spring he had never seen. She heard vague calls coming from nowhere. You said that the cold winter had not yet come, but she could never see him in front of the wind and snow.
This is his life, dragging the bruised mountains that crush him, leaving the shore without crossing, and falling under the sun.
This is her tomorrow morning, the farewell has never appeared, the dead tree is springing up, and the dawn is welcomed.
Concept: Suffering is an endless dilemma