后现代独白

当熟悉的时间感逐渐剥落 尽可能找到了一点自我消遣 我这里千回百转自彷徨 撇不下多情数桩 你的离开正是后现代的独白 Life is a circle, just like the man watching the growth of flowers as a pastime. There should also be a place For the nonsense of life.