God, pray at your feet, day and night, please listen to my piety, forgive my sins, polish my chaotic eyes, please tell your humble people, can this life track of only a hundred years be related to happiness? ...
God, please show your divine power, no matter fish, insects, flowers and birds, as long as you can guide me as a lost traveler and satisfy my little fantasy of happiness. The breeze caressed my earlobe and found that I just wanted to hear a person bend down and say that illusory oath. If you close my door to a happy paradise, please let me go, just like the sweet ignorance in a baby's dream. ...
Stop and look at the sun through the green branches. God, grant me one last wish. Can I look forward to the rainy season instead of the sun when the swallow returns, so I stood and waited, and finally realized that everything was under your control. ...
I wrote it myself. I thought it was funny.
I hope you like it.