Passerby,

From night to Dawn, from birth to death, everything seems so long… looking back carefully, why am I so old? A lot of things that should be enjoyed and tortured seem to have gone. I can say that I have never had a memory… so do it and cherish it! Under the dim street lamp, the ethereal and indistinct eyes stared at everything empty. I took a deep breath. Noisy and noisy, there is some vitality outside, but this is not what I want, I am a lonely Walker I prefer quiet, life some people regard it as a kind of enjoyment, some people regard it as a kind of atonement… in this era where many dreams cannot be realized and many pursuits cannot be understood, I believe it is a kind of atonement. Maybe maybe, there are more …… time has passed and I am faced with choices. I don’t understand and don’t want to accept. I can only cry hysterically in my heart… but no one can see clearly. What else can’t I accept? Back, fog… black dress. If he was still a passer-by in those years, would he still remain natural and unrestrained in the past? I lowered my head and kissed my left hand in exchange for the promised life of forgiveness, this atonement… a passer-by …… all fantasies will come to an end one day… don’t pretend to be deaf,,,

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