If you can't grasp your inner direction, stop surfing the Internet, stop facing it, calm yourself down and find yourself again. Can you tell me what to do when I wake up from my dream? It's not an escape, but it does make me think about what to do.
Too much sadness is hidden in my heart. Behind the smiling face is the sound of heartbreak, and the faint pain is accompanied by bloodshot drops ... I gently wrap myself up, listen to the sound of my breathing in the charming autumn night, and miss you quietly. Missing and caring are entangled in the deepest part of memory, infiltrating into the bone marrow, thinking that they have broken their hearts. Remember what should be remembered and forget what should be forgotten.