It's raining and it's still wet and cold I'm walking down the street. The young girl asked me to help chase her dog. Christmas is coming to the restaurant. The decorative stickers and checkered tablecloths are all in place. It's just none of my business. I stole one from the cheese shop. A bottle of milk as long as my forearm drank it in one breath. The physical education teacher led everyone to run. Run away from two intersections and run away from three intersections.
I worship Balzac, my inspiration, I dedicate a candle and a room of white smoke to him, my composition is saved, my parents will love me for this, we went to the movies together, the whole family is happy I have never seen the sea I I want to see the sea, I said my deskmate took me to his house, we drink, smoke, play chess, I stole the typewriter, sell it, and then I can get money to see the sea, my dad sent me to the juvenile detention center In a one-square-meter iron cage, I looked out through the iron railings to see pedestrians, streets, cars, silent tears, but my expression didn't change much.
i don't tell the truth
Anyway, they didn't believe my mother came to see me, I thought she missed me too
In the end, she said she would send me to the labor center
Pick me up and the neighbors will gossip, she said
oh, is that so, okay?
i'm running away
I want freedom
i want to see the sea
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