On that day, and a friend of the supermarket, we do it with a heart to eat ambitions at the snack area. But, back and forth turn a few laps, I still have gained nothing. Suddenly think of, those once abnormal happy has become a taboo, Oreo, truffles, and that just put into the mouth when the acid to candy tongue numb, I have a whole year has not been touched. Just walk in shelves, far from a look, all moldy expired mellow and joy. This year, there are a lot of things I can not exceed the minefield. I don't believe in fate, do not look at the constellation; I don't want to walk to school from the city and who and who went into the park, not that piece of peach trees; I don't like a shortcut home, a city doesn't love called " injury".
因为啊,在被封锁的地方,有一个埋葬。万念俱灰,万劫不复。
Because, in the blockaded places, there is a buried. All thoughts are blasted. Doomed eternally.
