Just like a bird in a cage, like a trapped beast, this terrible weather, love can not be complained about. It rains every day, you can't go out shopping, you can't go out and let the wind blow. Only snail dwelling

Just like a bird in a cage, like a trapped beast, this terrible weather, love can not be complained about.

It rains every day, you can't go out shopping, you can't go out and let the wind blow. Only the snail lives in the room, which is my little world.

Ancients: Two ears do not hear things outside the window, and they only read the books of the sages. I don't hear the rain outside the window, and I only write about lovesickness. Warn yourself not to be affected and disturbed by the weather, so that the mood is relaxed and calm.

Time is moving by minute by minute, and I am describing it word by word. I don't know about the bustle outside, I just know that the years are approaching, I don't participate in the hilarity of others, and my tranquility doesn't want to be broken. Live without desire and without demand, and seek a joy in the dynamic days.

The hustle and bustle of the world is hard to find, one person walks, one person cries, one laughs, laughs and laughs, and the adult world sometimes collapses and heals itself.

Look at everything in the world with a concise heart, cross the red dust with Qing Huan, and describe daily life with a pen. Let Qinghuan blossom into a plain flower, don't be on my chest, smell it often, fragrant, elegant, light, and idyllic.