There are flies of fate everywhere in this world, and the nature of flies is to chase the sweetness, the sweetness of happiness. I have always believed that every cell in the body has its own thoughts and has its own experience, although I am not sure whether they will also struggle to return to me. Does that hand know that even if it returns to the body, it cannot heal with the body? Does it know that its destiny is destined and can only rot alone? It may not know anything, but there is a desire, a desire to find the body A desire for completeness, but perhaps it knows that it knows that destiny is ruthless, but it still wants to give it a try. Maybe it’s fate is wrong, or it can be restored. In short, what can be better than challenging this established destiny. People excited?
I want to be an astronaut, I want to play the piano, I want to watch the Northern Lights with you, I want to warm up and chat with you in an igloo, is fate trouble? Or am I too clueless? The flies of fate have never left me, so want to bite my rotten flesh? Maybe I deserve it, but how can I stay under the control of this damn fate and be tortured by it. Yes, how can I always be in the control of this damn established destiny? How can I be like this? I don’t want to be like this. I don’t agree. Just jump, jump to that tower, is this a challenge to fate? Does this make sense? Yes, is this a challenge? Does it make sense? Even if I get so close to the body, I still can’t heal. Even if I cross the tower, I still lose everything, but who cares? I only know that the snow falling on the tower that day is I was so touched, just like the sunset I admired on the way home that day, pure and beautiful, charming and lonely.
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