夏天被过得只剩下尾巴 两天的雨把这尾巴也冲刷得不留痕迹 看着日历 刚过白露 天要转凉
时隔一年回国度过的这半个夏天 是让我写出了“What I miss is just an image and it doesn't exist no more!”这种绝望句子的夏天 是的Everything is changing and I don't feel right. 有一种什么东西被撕裂的感觉
就此和过往的一切一切因夏产生的情感埋葬
“All things it devours,birds beasts trees flowers,it gnaws irons,bites steel,grinds hard stones to meal.” What the f*cking is it?
All remains to be seen ,it knows and it knows alone.
My Dear Summers I’ve buried you carefully deep down,I promise.
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