Maybe this is the last time I wrote a diary personally and emotionally. There are many words that I can’t say, and I can’t say them all the time. People who are afraid of knowing me think I am melodramatic, and those who are afraid of Knowing Me will hurt their hearts when seeing these. […]

Rain-switching in

The afternoon rain was like a curtain, ticking and continuous. In June, my heart is as cool as water. The indifferent wind swung the dense leaves, blowing off some busyness and beating the vague thoughts. An eternal temptation. Even though I was numb by pain, I never forget it. Only time can turn everything into […]