The thoughts of leaving and returning are entangled in the Donglu Expressway.
Nonsense and confusion.
A swaying yellow leaf skimmed the front window.
There is a yellow flower on the glass.
You said the dragonfly was walking in the wrong place.
It may have been shattered.
I am silent.
Another dragonfly hit the window.
I can't avoid it.
The hands holding the steering wheel cannot be closed.
Pray in my heart
Inevitable evil
It's too late, too late.
Too late to escape.
Accidentally bumped into your net.
Will you hurt me like a dragonfly?
Author: Wen | Li Xiaoyu
Wechat official account: Yellow River Estuary Literature
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About the author: Li Xiaoyu, whose real name is Li Xiujuan, born in 1970, now lives in Kenli, a commoner, who likes reading and occasionally writes.