A sleep of life

A sleep of life

========================================================== ==========================================, When I leave yanjiao for heavy snow, I cannot look forward to the future. The Incredible past has passed. The night sky here is the night sky in Shenzhen, and the windows outside are scattered with the light that is hard to fall asleep, the light concealed the darkness of the stars and the white streets of the moonlight. The noise outside the window, and I fear the arrival of the night, like fear of the snow on the Loess Plateau, the blue night sky between the mountains, Starlight, it was light from tens of billions of years ago. Now, they are no longer there. The snow is covered, the biting cold is melted in the sun, and the ice is formed. If you want to put yourself in danger, it must be because of despair, struggling to die at any time, tasting the final blood of life, along with the smell of red, the future, perhaps it will continue, residual life, even if the body is exhausted, red eyes still follow the road. Stay away from the bright night, go to the dark and endless forest, and the rest is lonely, where there is a cold moonlight and endless future, the sound of frogs, no food can be found in the stomach, flowing in the grass of hydrochloric acid, sleep in the wet ground, death is the life of sleeping. Every time I die, I will be reborn in this world. What is the touch of life in the distant North Sea? What is the color? In the future that has been split for countless times, I have accidentally been selected as one of the infinite possibilities, continuing with endless contradictions. ========================================================== ======================================

Kong Dongyang leaves Shenzhen on the eve of June 20

A sleep of life