I haven't met anyone. Knock on the flint, thinking that the dead wood will be ignited.
Bright and warm from now on. Wilderness, survival in this season.
This is all I can expect.
In the distance, snow-capped peaks and icebergs stand out wantonly.
Is devouring everything in sight in the form of collapse.
Including me. Running away quickly is a choice I have to make.
I have to give up my deep friendship with this land.
I survived, in a reinforced concrete barrier.
Live with beautiful and charming birds and have sex with smelly animals.
In March, I enjoyed the joy of having a baby.
Killed with a stick, I finally realized that I was the initiator of the freak.
In the face of contempt and curse, we can only smile indifferently and calm our hearts.
Inadvertent years, one of my front teeth landed in the holy land of faith.
Let the mountain people get the most valuable things as the relics of their elders' great virtues.
Shame, shame, how can you not be ashamed?
Spark, some people say it can start a prairie fire, others say it can be passed down from generation to generation.
Because of compassion and gratitude, harmony, joy and beauty are not far away.
You and I should get closer, and don't leave any regrets.
What life wants is the realization of self-interest and altruism.