been in front of all the world for a long time. They are so small, too small to be able to do anything. In the face of all the unbreathable depression
, he understands what is good, he appreciates the beauty, he applauds, and after the violin is over, he weeps, the little body standing in the snow, behind the wedding crowd. Shadow, there is cheerful music, in front of him is an abandoned old horse lying in the snow, struggling a little, dying slowly, he is still young, he can only cry, he is drowned in the sound of carnival, so weak , The heavy truth of the world that is vulnerable to a single blow
does not belong to us children
, but no one can do anything, and no one can avoid
the air current rolled up by the helicopter
. Big raised hand, big hand missing an index finger, hoisted by helicopter,
pointing majestically in the air
"I don't want us to leave like this"
, whimpering like a kitten, gently shivering body, dark brown slightly curly hair , white socks,
this girl, sparse words, single expression. Premature mature, because I have to take on
big trucks, carry them on the foggy highway, buy her drinks, I laughed, I don't know the sin behind
She was still young, I really didn't expect that, when she noticed, she ran desperately, but she was still caught, like a thin little beast, was lifted, dragged into the back of the truck, the
world suffocated, and it became silent
. Sin, the virgin's red blood, all over her hands, the expression on her face, like crumpled and crumbled petals, is so quiet that it is frightening
She didn't cry, she didn't mention it, she just became, can't believe it anymore She was still pure,
she was seriously ill, curled up in the aisle of the train, Dad, you're too far away
"Can you give me 385 yuan?"
He lit a cigarette and walked off the rails
He walked towards the road between the two trains
and then, stopped, turned his head and looked at her
She didn't hesitate, said nothing, followed behind
This was the road she chose, she had no other way
They came first Second, when checking the tickets, you can take out the tickets freely
instead of hiding
. He looked at her, smiled, very warm, these two little creatures who took care of each other,
they got on the boat, entered the fog, gunshots Sounds, they are not afraid of anything, they have nothing to lose,
they know their stubborn illusory search
"In the beginning, it was a piece of black bullying, and then the light appeared"
The big tree in the fog, slowly and clearly
thank the director for this last bona fide
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