Groping Forward

Woke up again, it was still dark... The dream just now has been repeated many times. In the dream, it was the grassland of my childhood. At that time, the wind was still warm and there was always sunshine Mom, don't always force me to practice hunting When you were teaching me, you accidentally bit my arm Although the injury has long since healed However, the painful feeling quietly turned into a memory... ------------------------------------------------ Everything is just for survival! Walking on this road with no direction...