Dark blue black velvet

The bright eyes dyed with ink stared at the Butterfly with broken wings on the black velvet, and the mood slowly unfolded suddenly became irritable and crazy; The roaring entanglement expanded rapidly. The twisted plain face, bitter pale, condenses into a steep iceberg, and the images of the past flood like the tide; Jumping and

This year no spring

I will continue to stay with this city in another way I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky