The poem "Everything is inappropriate"

You turn your dark circles upside down day and night.

Wash your face vaguely.

100 meter dash registration station

Listen to the laughter.

You look in the mirror.

The combination of red and green makes people pity.

Before you work devoutly on the computer

The code word of the desk is diligent first.

The papers are messy and dizzy.

Suddenly I saw strike lights appear frequently.

You just sat there.

Look at the black screen and suffocate

Your indignation is hard to abate.

Suddenly got up and wanted to send it away.

Knock over a coffee cup

Pure white cloth licks stains.

You broke down.

A room full of fragrance

You roared into the air 800 times.

Tears overflowed the river, and the sadness continued.

Always had a bad time.

Hard days are annoying to everyone.

You're angry.

Secretly abusing the living immortal.

commemorate

There is nothing suitable today.

Don't blame God.