Text/Tianshui Yezi
lunatic
The style of early morning is biting.
The oncoming man.
Drunk last night
Let me through.
In a twinkling
A child about eight years old.
Eagerly asked his father: Dad
Who is this woman?
The child's father's eyes lit up at this time.
Look at me critically.
Then stutter and tell the child.
A madman passed by.
world
Is the world narrow?
Why can't they fit together at the same time?
you and I
forget
Self-discipline in an airtight cage
Better forget.
Freedom is freedom.
muddledness
The only way to cure confusion
Is to continue reading.
Those words that shine with the essence of predecessors' thoughts
It's not just fun.
See the smartest self.
dawn
Want to reach dawn
The shortest way is through the darkness.
picture
If I say everyone's image
Living in the image of "we"
Would you believe it?
If I say everyone's voice
We can hear our own voices.
Would you believe it?