The blood-red flame of light waited bitterly for the dream of dawn, but it could not bear the desolation of the night, and the cold cold light stung the illusion of the flame of light, and was destined to sting the wings of dawn.

Luck allows a person to have something that he should not have but has always had, and it also allows a person to have what he should have for the rest of his life but has become something he cannot have.

Once he endured a lonely lie alone, but there are countless people who are willing to get another lie for a lonely lie, and this mysterious lie has been circulating and encountering one lie after another, just one lie deceives another, and finally what is obtained is a lie.

Happiness that is easy to obtain is the shortest and easiest to lose, while happiness that has experienced pain is the longest and most wealthy.

The night can't give a touch of warmth at the end of happiness, it can only make joy freeze on the cold cross.

The left side of love is attachment, the right side is missing, when two people are together, they can hug each other tightly, no one can do without who is attachment, and when two people suddenly separate and do not know how to cherish each other's feelings, the feeling of wanting to see and not wanting to see is missing.

The human heart is always difficult to guess, the more they can't see through things, the more curious they are, when a beautiful lie is woven into a true prophecy, this crazy desire will break through the bottom line of the heart and extinguish the conscience.

When the love at your fingertips slides, people often feel that this love comes too suddenly, and when they insist on looking for distant love, people don't know that the love they shouldn't get has not been obtained, and the love they should have lost has been lost.

In fact, happiness is very simple, don't always think about what you don't have, but think more about what you have, when all kinds of happiness knock on the door, maybe the lost wealth has returned to you.

Death allows fragile life to bloom quietly in the eternal time tunnel for a moment, but it allows the proud soul to abandon its physical body and rely on it to gain eternal life in the glorious kingdom of heaven.

When all kinds of hatred pile up together to form a cycle of killing, life can no longer bind the footsteps of death, and let blood reshape the human soul.

What should be obtained always appears when it should not come, and what should not be obtained cannot be made disappear no matter how much it is rejected.

The withering of life can temporarily sublimate the spirit of the fallen man, but the destruction of the soul cannot save the fallen man from loneliness and sin.

All lies will create an even greater lie under the speculation of prophecy, and the ensuing panic will take root in people's hearts and condense into shadows, until this prophecy becomes a reality to make the half-hung melancholy fall to the ground.

There is no night to be seen at the end of the dawn, and there is no dawn to be found at the edge of the night, chaos and clarity are mixed, light and darkness are blended, fraternity and desire are mixed, no stars accompany the beginning of the moon, and no clouds accompany the end of the sun.

Whose dreams are shattered in the twilight of dawn, why is there so much fickleness in a world of darkness and disguise, whether the human soul can be liberated from the nightmare of pain, whether the shadow of light lurking in the light should be forgiven by Heaven or should it fall into the abyss, and whether the soul that waits for it will not get the happiness that it is looking for now and in the future.

The world is inherently contradictory, behind a perfect victory may be the beginning of another rehearsal of failure, and no one can freeze the trajectory of their own life, just as the sun does not know whether its own demise will be exchanged for rebirth.

How long does the boundless darkness make the world sad, how far will the soul that is flying on the edge of the soul reach and how far will it drift away, whether the broken and complete body is gathered alone in the hustle and bustle is still waiting for the loneliness of the next moment, and the eyes that are seen and invisible may only be guessing and guessing in the abyss of the unknown.

The darkness of the night is immersed in the boundless darkness that obliterates whose romance, and the passionate mind will eventually return to the ordinary after experiencing the carnival, and the broken dreams fall into silence over and over again with the mutilation of memory, and then let the beautiful fuchsia entwined the coldness outline a false joy.

The complete, divided habits of the unanswered, the lost, the existential dangling in front of the eyes and slipped behind them, the chaotic, clear confusion not only the eyes but also the mind, the sad and joyful loss in the dream creates another dream reality.

Why did the pitch-black lightning appear in the sky at the same time as the blood-red flames, the two forces that were intertwined with each other collided together, whether it was war or peace, why the silver-white dawn and the golden moon were separated by the low horizon, whose eyes found the existence of hope in the alternation of day and night, the confused and firm seemed to be real but was actually a dream, the fragile and powerful hurt the broken soul was the innocence.

The boundless pitch black invaded the blood-red light flame to swallow whose loneliness, the dust wandering above the haze swept away the layers of warm tide and destroyed whose joy, wandering is still wandering, helpless is still helpless, the persistent is shattered in the material world and cannot see the direction of progress, the standing and the fallen struggle pull out a chain of salvation on the survival line of death.

The power of darkness soaked the nightmare of death, intoxicated in the world of daylight, extinguished whose conscience, extinguished the flame burned alone, the invisible twilight carved whose piety on the broken glass of the earth, the dawn pierced the eyes of the night, and inlaid a bright glow into it to make up for the defect of the heart lamp, but the shadow of dusk crossed the gap between the haze, and a broken dream that should have been bleak was restored to its original state and broke into the territory of light.

The long dark night will eventually pass, the bright world will eventually come, you can't see the dawn not because you have waited too long, maybe you have chosen the wrong place, the right time to stand in the right place and choose the right goal Your soul will not be lost, the end of the night will always be a brilliant dawn.

What is lost can't be returned, but you can use a sincere heart to hold on to the love in the depths of your heart, and you can break up and close, but you can find a suitable place to place that pure fantasy after you mature yourself.