Moody, playful, conscious body attack* Numb, light, doting
Narcissus protects itself from lightning.
History is the cry of mankind in the vicissitudes of life, and the blood and tears of living beings when the stars change.
The past is history, and the future will become history.
A car accident two years ago caused me to fall into vivid but hazy dreams again and again. The various perspectives and backgrounds in the dreams even enriched my simple student life at first, like free travel of the century.
But after a long period of time, the dream that was originally a piece of entertainment that I felt nothing about, suddenly turned into a nightmare that made me uneasy. I seemed to be trapped in countless different worlds.
This time, I am involved in it, carrying countless grievances and hatreds, as one of the thousands of people in history who have been lost in the long river of time.
The past, present, and future will eventually become history, so in this huge wave, I just need to catch him and catch the "self" across the year before last.
First person
Mission: Innovation and progress