Excellent poems about heath

Shh, don't make a sound, don't make a sound!

My injury just fell asleep,

Don't call again.

Shh! Stop it! Stop it!

Living is a kind of torture,

Don't add to your trouble.

Shh, don't laugh, don't laugh!

You have your pride,

I have my pride.

Shh, don't yell, don't yell!

Happiness is like a bubble,

Gone with the wind,

Drifting to the ends of the earth,

Nowhere to find.

Shh, don't disturb, don't disturb!

My fault, my good,

You don't need to know.

Even if you are lonely,

Even if you are bored,

But please don't.

Disturb me

Although, I know

There is no need to mourn the past,

But in this life, I don't want to rely on anyone,

I just want to die peacefully.

May I be a lamb in the afterlife,

Chew tender grass,

Humming a cheerful tune,

Wonn't cry for anyone,

No longer paint the ground as a prison,

Ignore the world of mortals.